Well, they had another thing coming.
They sure had a lot of traditions in their family. Apparently, we had to sign some sort of guarantee letter for the engagement.
Erasmo's dad acted all haughty.
He said, "Our family has a long line of scholars, and our ancestors were famous."
I didn't know what to say.
Emma chimed in, "As a noble family, we have a lot of rules. We have high standards for our daughters-in-law too."
She glanced at me and paused.
Then she continued, "Madeline, I like you as my daughter-in-law. I consulted a fortune teller, and he said you have a life that will bring prosperity to your husband. Giving birth to a son will bring good fortune to our family."
With a high-and-mighty tone, she pulled something red from her bag.
It was a contract.
On it, in big letters, was written, [Son Guarantee Agreement].
She said, "To become a daughter-in-law of the Page family, you must sign this agreement."
I frowned, wondering if I'd heard right. "Who's having a son? Who's guaranteeing it?"
She cleared her throat and put on a face full of fake concern.