casa de abuelita

 Our tenant invited us in to see the changes she had made to our house. She hadn't made many—mostly just moved furniture around. The poinsettias were blooming their heads off in the garden, and the monsteras were still monstrous. Barbara, the tenant, owns the casita down the street where we are staying, as well as a hotel and a lot of other properties. The house was shining thanks to Rosio's care, and everybody seems happy. Rosio has stopped hearing my mother's voice calling her from the bedroom.

1 comment :

swampgassy said...

Wow! The colors! The garden!