La | Carta Del Adios "los Sepultureros"

"Look at this," Mateo whispered, wiping the dust from the paper. On the front, in elegant, trembling script, were the words: .

"One more shovel, Mateo," Eladio grunted, his voice as dry as the earth they moved. "The ground is stubborn today. It doesn't want to let another one in." LA CARTA DEL ADIOS "Los Sepultureros"

As Mateo's spade struck a patch of soft dirt near the edge of the fresh grave, he saw it: a small, cream-colored envelope, sealed with red wax. It hadn't been there a moment ago. It seemed to have fallen from the pocket of the deceased's coat just as they began the burial. "Look at this," Mateo whispered, wiping the dust