The other woman virgilio samonte
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Nana Cecilia, his widow, has made up with my maiden aunt Cora, and now stays with her in San Nicolas. The suspicions -- for they proved to be mere suspicions after all -- she had entertained concerning Nana Cora and my late uncle, were dispelled at his death.
I don't know the truth myself up to now. But I don't want to know.
The narrator mostly used English words, but he also used borrowed words like Nana, Tata, Kalesa, Loco, and Bruha, which were derived from Spanish words.What matters now is that they are no longer young.
Loida, I learned some time ago, is gone from the old house in Laoag. She stayed there for some days after my uncle's burial, and no one could make her go away then. No one knows where she had gone.
Anyway it does not matter. She does no t matter anymore.
As for the old house, it now stands bleak and empty, except for the thick, gathering shadows and the inevitable dust; the bats hanging from the tattered eaves like the black patches; the mice scampering freely within ; cockroaches and lizrds; and perhaps ghosts.
The flower-laden cadena de amor, draped heavily on the r