Rain started to pummel the roof of the pavilion, which coalesced into sheets and rumbled to the cement below. This man was her husband in the eyes of both God and man. "We won't have any trouble understanding each other; same language. She drew up a chair and sat down, putting her palm on the damp, cold forehead.
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