In Old California 15
Now Dona Rose was sweating so and fanned,
then hearing name now mentioned she took heed
to any information she would need.
" Senora, Don Hernandez has invited me to have
dinner in your home tonight. It's one of life's
pleasures to be so included. I look forward to
a very entertaining evening."
" Senor Huerra, honor's mine. How could we not
invite so gallant a cavalier? Be it known, senor, that
there's always a place at our table for you. Margarita's
very happy to see you too. She keeps twisting my
sleeve to let her talk."
" Senorita, each of my eyes is jealous of the other
for the beauty it beholds. I didn't think it possible for
anyone to be so lovely. Time in Mexico has only been
kind to you."
"Thank you senor, but Mexico's not a good place
to be if one has to be in a convent."
"It's not hurt you, senorita. When you left you were
but a girl. Now you're a beautiful woman, a precious
flower more delicate than Amapola."
Copyright © Alfred Berggren | Year Posted 2017
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