What I had and lost, Mary of the Rooster, was booing from the bottom of his heart, in the wagon, next to her husband, taking him to the pit, with one hand holding his pants, under the leather belt, so he wouldn’t fall in the bumps. Behind the wagon, Saveta from next door and Blegu’s old lady looked at each other and jumped into the wagon: what have you had and lost, girl? And they too clung to …
