She carefully wrapped the dress in tissue paper. Not really seeing it, lost in her memories.

For years life had gone on in the same way and she had come to believe that that was how it would always be.

Then everything seemed to happen at once.

First, her beloved grandmother died. She did it as she had done everything in life, with quiet dignity. She went to bed one night and did not get up in the morning. Don Alfonso came running over to the shop, his ...