Starfields (2011)
“She straightened her skirt and placed herself in front of her half-finished huipil.
In spite of herself, Rosalba couldn’t forget the dream. The shaman’s instructions had been so clear. Yet she’d be called a bruja if she did as he requested. She’d be shunned like Catarina Sanate.
Rosalba decided to weave the back side of the huipil exactly like the front, just as she’d planned. She wouldn’t think of anything but the work ahead.
Just when she started to insert the red yarn into the tight threads,... a large black bird swooped down onto the loom. Staring at Rosalba with bright eyes, the crow tugged at the weaving with its sharp beak.
“Go away!” Rosalba shouted.
But the bird refused to leave. It kept tugging until it flew off, a red thread dangling from its beak.
Rosalba stared at the spot in the blue sky where the bird had disappeared. And then she began to shake: loose ends of red yarn poked out of her beautiful huipil. It was ruined! She wiped at tears with the back of her hand.MoreLess
In spite of herself, Rosalba couldn’t forget the dream. The shaman’s instructions had been so clear. Yet she’d be called a bruja if she did as he requested. She’d be shunned like Catarina Sanate.
Rosalba decided to weave the back side of the huipil exactly like the front, just as she’d planned. She wouldn’t think of anything but the work ahead.
Just when she started to insert the red yarn into the tight threads,... a large black bird swooped down onto the loom. Staring at Rosalba with bright eyes, the crow tugged at the weaving with its sharp beak.
“Go away!” Rosalba shouted.
But the bird refused to leave. It kept tugging until it flew off, a red thread dangling from its beak.
Rosalba stared at the spot in the blue sky where the bird had disappeared. And then she began to shake: loose ends of red yarn poked out of her beautiful huipil. It was ruined! She wiped at tears with the back of her hand.MoreLess
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