A real she-devil came to our town. She looked like a nice, well-educated, friendly lady, but my friends and I were afraid of her. There was always the sulphur smell after she left. But we were so scared and afraid that she could do something to us or our families, we couldn’t refuse to have her when she visited us. She always came for a tea, or a dinner. And she was very voracious. We thank the Blessed Sacrament because on the Holy Week the she-devil disappeared and we haven’t seen her since.
Retablo by Maya Prieto Salazar