Life’s Ironies

Jesua was often mistaken for me  in the village, because she never grew breasts, and began to shave before I did. She died of consumption when she was twenty-two, a virgin to the end and secretly in love with a sanctimonious priest who, when he met her in the street, always said, “Hello Fermin, you’re becoming quite a dashing young man.” Life’s ironies.

– Fermin Romero de Torres in The Shadow of the Wind by Carlos Ruiz Zafon: Chapter 26

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