Panayota, still leaning against the stone wall in the darkness, flinched involuntarily. The memory of her first virginity test still sent her flesh crawling. She had been so terrified during the test that the doctor had admonished her for her lack of proper cooperation, which he had said had marred the results. Not that anything had changed after the test. George, after staying away for a while to avoid further inflaming Panayota’s family as well as the Koinises, returned at the time of the wheat harvest. During the noonday siesta, he could be heard crooning a love song to Panayota:
“Vipers hissing venomous wrath
Keep my love and me apart.
But I’ll cross their spiteful path
To be with you, my sweetheart.”
Panayota didn’t think her family or the Koinises were snakes, of course. They were merely trying to protect her honor, along with their own reputations as upstanding members of the community. The Koinises, intent on avoiding further scandal, had put in place several restrictions to curb Panayota’s behavior and had begun watching her closely. Just like her family, they felt impugned by George’s indecent behavior.
This is a short excerpt from the book, “Better Dead Than Divorced”. Get your copy at Amazon.