14Even though she was too afraid to look Yiannis in the eye, Maria Christina watched him compulsively when she could, becoming increasingly aware that he was even more worthy than she had ever imagined. She was also concerned about his health. He had been working himself tirelessly and had begun losing weight. Zoitsa told her that he was throwing up a lot.
“Not because he’s sick. Babá told me he was just remembering the war.”
Even before spring melted into summer, Yiannis and Zoitsa were spending more and more days and even nights in their shell of a house in the vineyard. When they slept away, it seemed an eternity until Maria Christina saw them again, and she now dreaded the day when their house was completed and Yiannis, with Zoitsa at his side, loaded a donkey with Matoula’s and Zoit
