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infer from this that she loved Hasan。 But did Shekure realize that she was
thinking more and more about Hasan because she had married Black?
The door opened and Hayriye entered carrying freshly baked bread whose
aroma was irresistible。 When she caught sight of me; I could tell from her
expression of displeasure that after the death of Enishte Effendi; the poor
thing—she couldn’t be sold; couldn’t be dismissed—had bee a legacy of
misery for Shekure。 The scent of fresh bread filled the room; and I understood
the truth of the matter as Shekure faced the children: Whether it be their real
father; Hasan or Black; her problem wasn’t finding a husband she could love;
her challenge was to find a father who would love these boys; both of whom
were wide…eyed with fear。 Shekure was ready; with the best of intentions; to
love any good husband。
“You’re seeking what you want with your heart;” I said unthinkingly;
“whereas you need to be making decisions with your mind。”
“I’m prepared to go back to Black immediately with the children;” she said;
“but I have certain conditions!” She fell quiet。 “He must treat Shevket and
Orhan y reasons for ing here。 Above all; he
must abide by our original conditions of marriage—he’ll know what I’m
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talking about。 He left me all alone to fend for myself last night against
murderers; thieves and Hasan。”
“He hasn’t yet found your father’s murderer; but he told me to tell you he
has。”
“Should I go to him?”
Before I could answer; the former father…in…law; who’d long since finished
re
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