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224 pages, Paperback
First published July 1, 1997
“The nigger came to Guadalupe in the summer of the year of 1946,” Telesfor Ruiz said. It was hot and dry, and the rains that came each summer to Guadalupe and moved back with speed over the valley had not yet arrived. The fields were wet only with water from the ditches, which ran full from the heavy snows the winter before.”
“A solitary black man, with one arm longer than the other, he had never found a place for himself. Never, that is, until he had painted his own history on the interior walls of his adobe house in Guadalupe.”
“Fifty years later, Will Sawyer’s truck runs out of gas, and as he walks that same long road back into town he knows it’s best to keep his eyes on the ground. But he doesn’t understand the town’s long history of displacement, or the difficulty of truly fitting in here, until he hears the story of the dead girl found hanging from Las Manos Bridge.”
“When Will walked back home that day, it was sunset, the sky streaked red. The color fell on the mountains and on the sagebrush. In Will’s mind was the picture of small boys trapped under mud and snow. He had never heard such a story, and he thought that beneath the village he could see with his was something else. He thought that maybe the next day, after he made sure the roof on his house was sound enough to hold the weight of snow, he would walk back to his neighbor’s house.”