MEETING THE FAMILY
We emerged from the tunnel to see mountain on one side and a
precipitous drop on the other, but Raul said, “We’ve arrived,” and drove over
the edge onto a narrow shelf cut into the rock.
“My ancestors fought the Conquistadores from here,” Raul said
proudly.
The house clung to the cliff, chickens pecked, and a stream
glistened to the sea through terraces where oranges glowed like suns. A distant
figure waved a hoe and began climbing impossibly steep steps.
“Grandfather began this house,” Raul said, “We will live at
the top when you marry me.”
“Is that a proposal?”
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