They walked up the road together to the old man's shack and went in
through its open door. The old man leaned the mast with its wrapped sail
against the wall and the boy put the box and the other gear beside it.
The mast was nearly as long as the one room of the shack. The shack was
made of the tough bud shields of the royal palm which are called guano
and in it there was a bed, a table, one chair, and a place on the dirt
floor to cook with charcoal. On the brown walls of the flattened,
overlapping leaves of the sturdy fibered guano there was a picture in
color of the Sacred Heart of Jesus and another of the Virgin of Cobre.
These were relics of his wife. Once there had been a tinted photograph
of his wife on the wall but he had taken it down because it made him too lonely
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