Chapter 1

                                                                         Ropes            

I leaned carefully toward the rock face, letting my douli slide backward. I liked the shade from the tightly woven straw hat, but the wide brim was always getting in my way. I had to get this primer hole deeper and the supervisor was always looking for a reason to kick girls off the crew. I tried again. I still couldn’t reach the deep red rock, even with the long chisel in my hand.

Loosening...