My parents forced me to get married with a man I didn’t love only because he was a rich landowner. But it happened that exactly on the day of the wedding Jose Garcia, the man who I always loved, came back to town. He abducted me at the church door. I give thanks to the Blessed Sacrament because now we are going to be happy together.

When I became a widow, I left alone with my daughter and my little daughter. And two of my older sons had gone to the capital. So it was easier to the thieves to steal our animals. But thanks to the Holy Sacrament we tuned out to be strong women and managed to protect our animals and to give a thrashing to the thief who was going to steal our pigs. We attacked him with broom and rolling-pins.

My fiancé and I give thanks to the Holy Sacrament because we got married and we are so enamored of each other. On the day of the wedding, we were so happy, that when we came out the church we started running and laughing, because the musicians we had hired followed us but they couldn’t play a tune and were making a lot of gestures.

I thank the Holy Sacrament because I married the man of my dreams and our wedding was so beautiful. Then he took me on his horse for a romantic ride from the church to our new house.