Rachel frowns as she watches one of the gypsies approaching their cottage.
"Mother!" She calls Halinka who is currently resting in her room. "You have a visitor coming…it looks like that gypsy boy cousin Melissa is marrying. The one that is tall as a tree."
Halinka sighs, wondering what this is about. The boy cannot be here for her blessings, Melissa already made it clear she has no plans of rejecting or even reconsidering her plans of joining the traveling merchants when they leave.
The old lady puts aside her knitting; her supposed nap time is just dedicated to being alone in her room, knitting sweaters, socks and caps for her family.
"Please prepare the tea and some biscuits, will you, my dear? I am going to wait for him in the library where it's a bit cooler. It's quite warm toda
