In a small village in Oaxaca lived Don Tomás, a seventy-year-old farmer whose wealth was matched only by his pride. Though he had three grown daughters from his late wife, Doña Rosa, he felt incomplete. What he wanted most was a son who would carry his name. So, despite his age, he made a decision to marry again.
His bride was Marisol, a twenty-year-old girl from a poor family. Life had not been kind to her; she and her family lived a life of hardship and struggle so When Don Tomás offered her parents money they agreed to let him Marisol without hesitation.
Marisol was aware that marrying such an old man would change her life forever, but for the sake of her parents’ wishes and the money they needed in order to treat her sick brother, she agreed.
On the night of her wedding, she only prayed for one thing, her husband to be a kind man who would treat her right.
The ceremony was a modest one, but it still attracted the attention of the entire town due to the huge age difference between the widower and his young bride. People laughed and mocked the couple, but Don Tomás basked in the gossip. He dressed elegantly and was eager to prove he was still “a man.” Marisol was nervous because she had no idea what to expect.
That night, Don Tomás poured himself a glass of herbal liquor that was supposed to make him feel young again. He then took Marisol’s hand and led her to the bedroom, speaking softly to her. And then, in one moment, he suddenly collapsed on the floor.
“Don Tomás!” Marisol yelled. She started shaking him, but it to no avail. His eyes stared blankly at the ceiling. Within minutes, the house was filled with panic, relatives rushing in, servants shouting. The doctor could only confirm what no one dared to say aloud: the old man’s heart simply stopped beating.
By morning, the entire town gossiped about Don Tomás’ sudden passing, and while some felt sad for what happened to him, others cruelly said he got what he deserved for marrying such a young woman. “He wanted a son, but death came first,” some of them said.
Marisol’s life indeed changed forever. At just twenty, she became a widow always remembered as the woman who buried her husband on their wedding night. The villagers felt sorry for her, but others called her cursed. Her youth was wasted, because she remained alone in the years to come.
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