A Letter to God
Gregorio Lopez y Fuentes
Translated by Donald A. Yates
The house -- the only one in the entire valley -- sat on the crest of a low hill. From this height one could se the river and, next to the corral, the field of ripe corn dotted with the kidney bean flowers that always promised a good harvest.
The only thing the earth needed was a rainfall, or at least a shower. Throughout the morning Lencho -- who knew his fields intimately -- had done nothing else but scan the sky toward the northeast