Christine packs her belongings and announces that life here is too hard. I sit in the main room and try to pray. Later Christine comes out with a brighter face and says she doesn't know what came over her earlier, and she resolves to persevere. Two brothers go down to the market to hire a passing farm truck. Children come running behind the truck.
Curious faces poke through the door.
Off goes the truck with the first load. People climb upon the porch, poke into the wooden slats on the windows, and shout out to each other. Dozens of people enter the house and wander from room to room. The sky fills with storm clouds. I help load it with kitchen items.