By Scott O'Dell
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In ten days," Nehana stated, maintaining up ten palms, "at the church. " the following fast she was once long past and that i went on washing the dishes. there have been many. Rosita and that i labored until eventually the 1st roosters crowed. once we went to our room I lay down at the flooring as I had each evening because I got here. yet i didn't sleep until eventually grey mild confirmed in the course of the window. nine at the 10th evening after the baile Rosita and that i went to the church. i attempted to move on my own, for this was once the evening Nehana had instructed me to return, however the Señora went with us. whereas we have been jogging up the road she requested Rosita to inform me concerning the fiesta. "It is termed Easter," Rosita acknowledged, and informed me all she had realized throughout the time she have been a slave—how Jesús Cristo used to be put upon a wood move and slain after which how he rose from the useless. "Jesús Cristo," Rosita acknowledged, "is like every our gods in the event you placed them jointly. he's Falling Water and Spider lady. yet he's not crafty like Falling Water, neither is he vengeful like Spider lady. " I nodded my head as if I understood every thing she acknowledged, yet i used to be now not listening. I puzzled if Nehana could come to the church, if she could see the 3 folks jointly and depart with no talking to me. I additionally questioned the place Tall Boy was once, it even now he used to be hidden someplace close to, ready to take me domestic. I puzzled so demanding that I stumbled in a gap and fell down. I received airborne dirt and dust on my new velveteen costume and scuffed my purple button footwear, which made the Señora indignant. The door of the church was once coated with pine boughs and within there have been plant life in all places. Smoke rose within the air. It smelled candy because it swirled approximately me. The church was once crowded with humans, and even though I saved glancing round whereas childrens wearing white robes have been making a song, i didn't see Nehana. whilst the making a song and the controversy have been over we went out with the others. Nehana stood close to the door, all yet her eyes lined with a scarf. i used to be strolling at the back of Rosita and the Señora. Nehana became her again and waited for them to go. Then she glanced at me. She used to be a dozen steps away and plenty of humans have been round her, yet I observed her delay one finger, as she had held up ten the evening of the baile. that's all she did earlier than she disappeared, yet i used to be definite that she intended for me to return there the subsequent evening. at the as far back as the home, the Señora requested me if I beloved the fiesta. I stated, "Yes," which looked as if it would please her. i started to devise how i'd get to the church by myself at the following evening. the following morning, whilst Rosita was once now not having a look, I wrapped twenty tortillas in a material, ten for me and ten for the black puppy, and concealed them in my room. whilst it used to be time for me to assist with the supper I informed Rosita that I had a headache and went to mattress. The Señora got here and gave me a spoonful of anything out of a bottle, which choked me yet i didn't brain. once she left, I jumped up and received my blanket and the package of tortillas. I closed the door and walked quietly alongside the trail to front of the home. The gate used to be locked. I had forgotten that the Señora locked it each one evening.