THE UGLY WIFE HE REGRETTED LOSING
“He didn’t come. He’s still at home. I tried to convince him, as did my uncles and aunts who came, but he’s too heartbroken to watch his wife being buried.”
Mrs. Rosa rested her head gently on my shoulder. I could feel her sadness too—it was just as deep as mine.
“Life is strange, Mrs. Rosa,” I whispered. “I just needed love from someone who would genuinely care for me and protect me, and now that person is gone. You know, I was always the ugly girl everyone mocked at school. If it weren’t for my mother, I wouldn’t have made it this far. Does God really think I’m strong enough to face such a cruel world?”