It is telling, I think
that when Nenita is first introduced, she is described as "the wife." She is not the
loving wife, the dutiful wife, the
good wife: just the wife. Earlier, she'd taken a nap
that she hadn't meant to take. We learn that her husband's siblings had spoken down to her,
criticized her, but they are mostly dead now. She continues to pray for their souls but she
isn't sad that they're gone. She has lots of work to dorice cakes to make for an order, a tea to
make for her hungover grandson, her husband's medicinal teaand so she gets to it. She hears her
husband singing at a party, even from her home, and she really cannot understand the big fuss
over his singing. It makes her happier to listen to him talk about music with her
grandson.
In other words, it's a life. Nenita neither feels extravagant love
for her husband nor hates him. He's unfaithful, and she goes about her life. He takes the money
his relatives sent for his medication and spends it with another woman, and Nenita goes about
her life. She seems to be relatively contented in her sphere, and so she continues in it. She
even has the means to poison him and escape this life, should she choose to do so, but she knows
she never will. She is content, and she lives life on her own terms, and this is good enough for
her.
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