Francisca was sitting in front of her mirror when her mother knocked and entered her room. As was their custom, Carmen removed the combs from Francisca"s hair and combed it out with her fingers. “So the time has come to make plans,” said her mother. “Your father told me about the hacienda and that it will be finished soon.”
Francisca turned on her seat to look at her mother. “You should have seen the hacienda. It is beautiful, and it"s not even finished. Isaiah asked me what I wanted in each room and also for my opinion on what he was doing.”
“He holds you in high regard, and he treats you as an equal. That is not often found in our culture. I am fortunate that your father has that respect for me and I am pleased to hear that you will have it also.”
“He has named it The Hacienda Francit
