The jitters …
Happiness conceived of as the painstaking paring of an exquisite idea.
On the way through Monclova, Demetrio had to buy a black suit …
For now: they readied the trousseau: so much spread out on the truck bed, such elaborate packing, and yes: mother and son left one week ahead of time. Doña Telma, intentionally annoying, pressured the big guy to settle whatever he had to settle and …
Rattling and, finally, happy trails.
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The roll of money glowed, stuffed as it was into a barely visible cranny; high, separate: the roll still whole, and almost magnetic, just to look at; like twisted rays: what an imagination — could that be? It was tempting to touch the bill-stuffed projection. A brush, an inadvertent stroke from Renata, who stretched out her arm, a surmise, then finally the arrival of some certainty when she realized that it would cover even those details one thinks of only after the initial accounting … The unexpected minutiae remain for the end, and can often be of considerable expense.
And one day among many Renata took hold of the roll. The spending would now begin. We must also say that little by little, over the course of a few months, relatives living in Sacramento had been approaching Doña Luisa and Renata. They knew about the upcoming event (full speed ahead) and, of course, more than enough helping hands were tendered. Also obliging were some clients who offered any help that might be needed in good faith. And the rolclass="underline" come on!: time to take some practical steps. What would the first one be? Knowing she was facing a mountain of quite simple issues, let’s mention three that stand out: first the food, quite a predicament, because you had to figure on the slaughter of a lamb and a pig, for example, though it would also be a good idea to ask the obvious question: who would the butcher be? Then deciding on the first course: tomato pasta soup or celery soup; then dessert: what sweets would they have — nothing too expensive? Second: decorating the church: with what? How about carnations, lilies, or gardenias, or some other kind of flower, and the question: where to get that, or this, or something else even more improbable? and also — who would do it? And third: the wedding dress: which beauteous garment would do? what trim and whether more or less of it, and the price: which shop in Monclova: hence the need to go, and come: exhausting: carrying an enormous box. This task was Renata’s alone, as opposed to all the others, which could be assigned to third parties. Other issues would crop up in dribs and drabs. Nevertheless, we see that once she had the roll in her hands, Renata knew that the first order of business should be the purchase of the wedding dress, so she extracted a hefty number of bills and put them in a safe bag. The next step was to go to Monclova by bus, spend the night in a hotel, not an expensive one, but not a very cheap one, either. It would take her more than one day to pick a dress.
We understand what a nuisance it was to make the trip, although, on the other hand, the gem she bought justified the sweat. When she arrived home she wanted to spread the dress out on the bed. It took her mother half an hour to give her approval, though when she did so, ah, she began to cry like a baby. Let’s understand her, let’s try to understand her …
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Renata’s sisters were arriving, four women (four blessings) and of course each one accompanied by her respective hale husband. Different travel plans, hence the anticipation, the suspense, the diurnal and nocturnal appearances, and — what a scene! beds for all, so many bedrooms, even some left over, though don’t think for a minute … Then all the usual rushing about; endless errands, not only the fuss and bother for the wedding feast, but also three meals a day. The more people in the house, the greater the expense: the unforeseen, it turns out, as something tacit. Each sister gave the impression of being a problem-solving phoenix, better to put it in no uncertain terms, for that’s how things were, the adjectives also suited their husbands. Let’s take some examples: they had to gather fifteen square tables and, let’s say, a total of some sixty chairs. The logical question was where to get the tables … let’s see … Relatives lent one or two, some customers also, one by one, or two by two, or mix and match, until reaching the magic aforementioned count; next was to count the number of arms in action, for whatever there was, there was: lots! and thus they spent three days gathering the fifteen tables, placing them in one row of five, then two other rows of the same number: let’s imagine, then, and from a bird’s eye view, the resulting square bracket on the patio. A square bracket exposed to the wildest winds, which didn’t matter, but rain — in November? hopefully it wouldn’t rain, not even the merest touch of a squall. Always a risk, though, and — done! … The paradox was for the water in the sky to remain there, as if the sky itself were waiting for the wedding to release its load a few hours thereafter. And the lovely thing is that it turned out exactly as the mother and daughter, as well as the four sisters and their husbands, thought it would: Don’t rain. Please don’t rain, that was the prayer under their breath, and no, no, really, no. The request did not depend on the appearance of a saint, it was a secular plea and that was the odd thing. Aha! the longed-for event was coming to pass. And now let’s turn to the china, a colossal feat of borrowing from so many sources. You can include anybody you like, as long as they lived in Sacramento and as long as they offered their help. The result was necessarily a hodgepodge, many kinds of forks, spoons, knives, plates, and cups, and you can add whatever else you’d like. The ease with which all this took place depends on the fact that any customer who lent them anything would be invited to the party, as is only proper, and this unanticipated nuance affected the number of guests. In fact, with each borrowing came another guest, until at one point the mother said: Not one more guest! We’ll make do with what we have. They already had plenty, it’s true, as it is also true that Renata and her sisters no longer needed to go house to house with requests, so many procurements after so many days. Enough already!
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Let’s consider Demetrio’s proverbial visit to Renata’s house. A monarch was arriving, one who would be greeted by many maids all in a row: a reception line and smiles all around (diplomacy). But we’d do better to leave that for later, better for now to dig our teeth into what Doña Zulema said cheerfully when Doña Telma and Demetrio arrived at her ancient abode. Just like that, almost without so much as a polite welcome, she said that she had offered to help with the wedding preparations; that she had made herself available a while back, almost pleaded on her knees, somewhere between humble and obsequious, to the now quite largely looming Doña Luisa, who thanked her so graciously, no, there was no need — not at all! and this should be understood because Doña Luisa stated that Demetrio’s generous contribution was enough of a boon and, as a result, everything else would be handled by the other party: the two women, first and foremost, and the entire family subsequently, as well as some of their customers. But let’s turn to another key moment, that of the arrival of Demetrio and his mother in the shiny blue truck; a blue you’d have to see to believe: modern metallic blue: full fledged blue, and to be fully enjoyed. The trip there was the nasty part: such a jumble of roads! However, the big guy’s sense of direction never failed and hence the (fleet) feat of arriving, exhausted, sick and tired of the bouncing, needless to say, which was now replaced by boasting. The motorized prodigy, then and there, the sight of which would soon send Renata into raptures.