Mrs. Luisa is in the same chair, the same day of the year and before the same photos that he has been praying since one by one they were leaving. Since then, the night of 1 November, she pampers her altar, place your photos and light candles to show your dead the way, the way back home. We are in Pátzcuaro, Michoacán.
Next to her are her two nephews, His brother and his sister -in -law. All spend the night chatting in a garden of their house where with the kindness of the land they have invited us to enter. We are in Patzcuaro, In Michoacán, a land where the lake comes on in flames that, Like the Caronte, carries Ánimas from here to there.
Mrs. Luisa, After making a place in a bank and offering us a hot punch that knows honey and fruit, He tells us that the two photos above are that of his father and his mother and the one below, that your altar has three floors, that of his father -in -law. Moment that his brother takes advantage of to explain that “the altars that have three floors mean that those of the top were important people, With money ", tell me. And I understand in his tilted smile that he wants to explain that his parents were wealthy people and I can't stop looking sideways at the father's photo, two floors below, And reflect that man cannot allow himself to match or when he is already dead.
And then Mrs. Luisa details that she has placed her parents a nescafé, "That he liked that", And to his mother a pot of poto, "That she liked that". And I see a cigar, because his father smoked, And some tequila and some meals that assures me that “tomorrow when we eat them they will no longer know anything, The taste is left by the spirits ". Statement that your sister -in -law confirms with a, "Tomorrow that meal does not know anything, so ".
And I believe everything, Because there is nothing to doubt on that night of living dead and living dead, and I retire carefully not to step on the cempasúchil flowers that, Mrs. Luisa tells me, that form a row on the ground "because they tell our dead the way back to the home".
