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* * * * * * * * * MERLÍ* * * * * * * * * *
"Merlí..."
"Tell me..." I reply to Cassandra as I continue knitting the scarf for my grandmother in the small living room of her new house.
"Correction... tiny living room," I amend in my mind when I see the size of the space.
"There's something about the strange arrangement you and your husband have that I can't quite understand."
"Strange arrangement?"
"Yes, Merlí. Strange arrangement. Why, if you say you love each other, did you feel the need to make that arrangement that specifies your roles?"
"Oh... well... just because he's like that, and I... didn't see anything wrong with it," I reply nervously, redirecting all my attention to my knitting so that my friend wouldn't detect the lie in my gaze.
Yes, I had mentioned an arrangeme
