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  • AWIYAO, MY HUSBAND, I DID EVERYTHING I COULD TO HAVE A CHILD, BUT I AM USELESS AND MUST DIE.
  • YOU HATE ME AND DO NOT WANT ME TO HAVE A CHILD IF YOU DIE.
  • IF I FAIL, I'LL COME BACK TO YOU AND WE'LL BOTH DIE.
  • AWIYAO, KEEP MY BEADS, THEY STAND FOR THE LOVE YOU HAVE FOR ME.
  • IT'S HARD, AWIYAO!.
  • I DO THIS FOR THE SAKE OF THE TRIBE.
  • AWIYAO!! THEY'RE WAITING FOR YOU AT THE CELEBRATION!
  • SUDDENLY SHE FOUND COURAGE. SHE WOULD GO TO THE DANCE. SHE WOULD GO TO THE VILLAGE CHIEF, TO THE ELDERS, AND TELL THEM IT WAS NOT RIGHT. LET HER BE THE FIRST WOMAN TO COMPLAIN AND DENOUNCE THE UNWRITTEN LAW, WAS NOT THEIR LOVE AS STRONG AS A RIVER?
  • IT IS NOT RIGHT, IT IS NOT RIGHT!HOW DOES SHE KNOW?HOW DOES ANYBODY KNOW? IT IS NOT RIGHT.
  • She dashed to the opposite side of the hamlet, where the dancing was taking place. She was finally close, but the gleaming light of the bonfire compelled her to come to a halt. What if someone had anticipated her arrival? The bonfire's flames erupted in a shower of sparks that spread and climbed like yellow points before dying out in the night. Like a spreading brightness, the blaze reached out to her. She lacked the confidence to break into the wedding reception.
  • When Lumnay arrived at the clearing, she could see the flaming campfire from where she stood. A few more weeks, months, harvests—-what did it matter? When the morning arrived, she would be holding the bean flowers, delicate in touch, almost silken, but moist where the dew had gotten into them, silver to look at, silver on the light blue, flowering whiteness. The bean pods would continue to spread their full length from the fading petals' hearts.
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