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They broke my parent’s throat, because their boy was about to turn 10 and he needed a wife. I’ll learn how to love him despite the memories-just like my mother in law. After all, it is a Gypsy tradition.

They became friends. He loved her, and sometimes she loved him too. A conversation of what’s supposed to be about love turned into a discussion. Pride spoke for them and the phrase died on her lips. As he walks away, she turns to touch his hand and they kiss again. She shed a tear that ended in between their lips.