a rare saturday afternoon

One day mama told me to plan and prepare lunch in celebration of the feast of San Isidro Labrador which we believed was also the fiesta at Coob. She said it was a good time to eat lunch with those who have been helping us at the farm all these years.

That Saturday we went to the farm and placed all the food and stuff on an improvised table. The people came. They wondered and asked what the occasion was. We told them: it's the fiesta of Coob!

They laughed and told us that it was four days ago.
An honest mistake.

Anyway, we all ate and had a relaxing afternoon that day. A rare day.


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