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paralyze her. She got up and went running to the enormous bedspread that she had woven through Inight after night of solitude and insomnia, and she threw it over her. It covered the whole ranch, all three hectares. She pulled from her bureau drawer the box of candles that John had given her. She needed to have plenty of fuel in her body. She began to eat the candles out of the box one by one. As she chewed each candle she pressed her eyes shut and tried to reproduce the most moving memories of her and Pedro. The first time she saw him, the first time their hands touched, the first bouquet of roses, the first kiss, the first caress, the first time they made love. In this she was successful; when the candle she chewed made contact with the torrid images she evoked, the candle began to burn. Little by little her vision began to brighten until the tunnel again appeared before her eyes. There at its entrance was the luminous figure of Pedro waiting for her. Tita did not hesitate. She let herself go to the encounter, and they wrapped each other in a long embrace; again experiencing an amorous climax, they left together for the lost Eden. Never again would they be apart. At that moment the fiery bodies of Pedro and Tita began to throw off glowing sparks. They set on fire the bedspread, which ignited the entire ranch. The animals had fled just in time to save themselves from the inferno! The dark room was transformed into an erupting volcano. It cast stone and ash in every direction. When the stones reached high enough, they exploded into multicolored lights. From miles away, people in neighboring towns watched the spectacle, thinking it was fireworks celebrating the wedding of Alex and Esperanza. But when the fires continued for a week, they came to get a closer look. A layer of ash several yards high covered the entire ranch. When Esperanza, my mother, returned from her wedding trip, all that she found under the remains of what had been the ranch was this cookbook, which she bequeathed to me when she died, and which tells in each of its recipes this story of a love interred. They say that under those ashes every kind of life flourished, making this land the most fertile in the region. Throughout my childhood I had the good fortune to savor the delicious fruits and vegetables that grew on that land. Eventually my mother had a little apartment building built there. My father Alex still lives in one of the apartments. Today he is going to come to my house to celebrate my birthday. That is why I am preparing Christmas Rolls, my favorite dish. My mama prepared them for me every year. My mama! . . . How wonderful the flavor, the aroma of her kitchen, her stories as she prepared the meal, her Christmas Rolls! I don't know why mine never turn out like hers, or why my tears flow so freely when I prepare them-perhaps I am as sensitive to onions as Tita, my
great-aunt, who will go on living as long as there is someone who cooks her recipes. ABOUT THE AUTHOR. Laura <strong>Esquivel</strong> lives in Mexico. Like Water for Chocolate is her first novel. Originally a screenwriter, she has also written the screenplay for the film based on this book. Her screenplay "Chido One" was nominated for the best screenplay "Ariel" Award by the Mexican Academy of Motion Pictures, Arts and Sciences. the end
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Combine the onions, chopped chiles,
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that she had finally managed to sub
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you're excited-you're shaking and I
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kitchen table and were taking the e
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Tita on the other hand had always b
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She felt powerless against it, feel
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the whispers in the church, and she
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ed, on which the nuptial sheet was
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others it was easier. She just pret
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of the others, obviously the captai
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This woman desperately needed a man
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had swooped down on the ranch, set
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griddle, the sound of Tita's melodi
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frightened by stories of La Llorona
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aby. What good did it do her now to
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way to the village to visit her fam
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the table where he was sitting, he
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"I've never needed a man for anythi
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sergeant started toward the door. M
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and set her to grinding the spices
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placed a cut-up watermelon in case
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their departure; three days later t
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She was sitting by the window of th
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That is but one small example of th
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he could scientifically prove all t
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Unfortunately, she had to admit tha
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Alex, John's son, who was chasing d
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who disobey their parents and maste
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Tita served the soup and took it up
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I can't tell very well . . . some t
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y spasms and violent convulsions. A
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distance she made out Pedro's silho
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