Mango.
A mango hits the tin roof of her house. She jumps and remembers that she was raped. When the rain comes, she hides in her bed. The younger family members laugh at her. They close the door and take over cooking dinner. When you get older, you get skittish. That’s how it is.
The man a few houses down leaves his doors and windows open as he plays pornography. Loudly. It is his form of making himself known. He cannot walk. He has just one leg. His skin is pale. But everyone knows he is in there and they hear the moans and they know he is still a man. He is not masturbating. He isn’t even watching. But they don’t know that.
Ronaldo drives by. He is always frantic. Sometimes he carries things in his teeth, even when his hands are free. He forgets his hands are free. Ronaldo is trying to sell a property that is swampy at best. It has been dubbed “the malaria farm” by locals and so he must try to sell it to someone who has not heard the nickname. He is driving to another town to put up fliers.
Luis has a stray cat in his yard. It has cut up his hammock. He knows the cat is there because his daughter keeps feeding it. She keeps disobeying, but he cannot bring himself to hit her. He will have to get rid of the cat some other way.
Luis’s wife Yolanda pours condensed milk over ice and sells it to the kids in the neighborhood on hot days. She has a sign outside the house. Yolanda gets mad if anyone else touches her condensed milk. She is always wearing a faded apron. Sometimes she goes into the city and buys clothes on sale to resell here in her town. When she goes into the city, she still wears her apron. This embarrasses her daughter.
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