Denise was someone who gave me a strong sense of honesty.

She seemed very trustworthy, the kind of person who would never tell anyone what she was confiding in me.

“Saulo and I, you know...” she said shyly. “We've been involved for quite some time now—almost two years, to be exact. Whenever he comes to the farm, we're always together. But I'm very down-to-earth about these things. At any moment, he could leave, find someone from his own social class, or simply decide I'm just a pastime. I don't