she was a midwfe for 20 years. when her husband died, the farmland became overgrown and she gave up on her dream of attending Big Suzie's carnival in midsummer. during daytime she toiled in the fields of Lord Bob while his cruel wife birthed him a litter of heirs. Constance never never complained or talked about her pain, but her weary eyes betrayed the dwindling light of her dying hope. as she grew old, her back remained stiff, and so did her lips. when the Lord finally claimed her maidenhood for the last time a whisper escaped her mouth, but she hadn't been taught english. the end