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By: Clarice Lispector<br />
The family began arriving in waves. The ones from Olaria were all<br />
dressed up because the visit also meant an outing in Copacabana. The<br />
daughter-in-law from Olaria showed up in navy blue, glittering with<br />
pailletes and draping that camouflaged her ungirdled belly. Her husband<br />
didn’t come for obvious reasons: he didn’t want to see his siblings.<br />
But he’d sent his wife so as not to sever all ties and she came in her best<br />
dress to show that she didn’t need any of them, along with her three children:<br />
two girls with already budding breasts, infantilized in pink ruffles<br />
and starched petticoats, and the boy sheepish in his new suit and tie.<br />
Since Zilda the daughter with whom the birthday girl lived had<br />
placed chairs side-by-side along the walls, as at a party where there’s<br />
going to be dancing, the daughter-in-law from Olaria, after greeting<br />
the members of the household with a stony expression, plunked herself<br />
down in one of the chairs and fell silent, lips pursed, maintaining<br />
her offended stance. I came to avoid not coming, she’d said to Zilda,<br />
and then had sat feeling offended. The two little misses in pink and<br />
the boy, sallow and with their hair neatly combed, didn’t really know<br />
how to behave and stood beside their mother, impressed by her navy<br />
blue dress and the pailletes.<br />
Then the daughter-in-law from Ipanema came with two grandsons<br />
and the nanny. Her husband would come later. And since Zilda<br />
the only girl among six brothers and the only one who, it had been<br />
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