Dolores Frieman continued: "I've never considered remarrying."
"Why not?" asked Delia Frieman."
Dolores was only thirty-one years old. Many scholars hadn't even finished their doctorates at this age. Her life had barely begun.
"If I got married again, what would happen to my children?" Dolores continued: "Given my situation, the men people introduce to me are normally looking for a second marriage, and they certainly have children. Even if they don't have any, wouldn't I have to bear them one?"
She already had two children of her own. With another one, it would make three kids!
Three kids in a family.
The pressure would be immense!
Besides, Dolores didn't believe anyone would be interested in her.
"So right now, all I want to do is to raise my children properly, see them go to university and start their own families. As for other thoughts, I truly don't have any."
She neither wished for it nor dared hope for it.