And so the woman starts her tale: The scent of fish and other goods filled the air Maria walked to the place the letter in her hand lead her too. There sat a man that looked just like the man in the photo that had wished for a bride. His words were blunt to the point but that was fine. "I am sorry I deceived you of my face but I did not to marry a man who thought I was just pretty, that is my only secret" she says softly as the small bird in its cage flutters and hops in the cage. The hat blocking her face from view just slightly her gown a light purple coloring. Maria watched the man she was suppose to marry would he accept her words and would they marry as instructed in there letters that they had sent for so long. The heat was new and different to her but she knew she would adjust in time.