Lydia rose as usual at four-thirty a.m. to cut past the barn and hitch acarabao to her flat wooden sled. With its runners in line and two empty jugs secured, she rode to the spring. There, she used an empty bucket toscoop water into the containers while planning the day’s events.After returning to cook breakfast, she left the beast at the back of thehouse. “It’s nice having you stay with me,” she said to Florencia as shewakened her. She lifted the child into her arms. “Would you like to bemy little girl?’ Florencia’s nod made her smile. “I love you, youknow.”The small girl was bashful and laid her head against the woman’sshoulder. “Thank you,” she whispered.