When she’d finished, she walked on tiptoe over the planks that wobbled beneath her feet. She gathered up her skirts with her hands, leaving her white leggings exposed, tinged with hues of mud and urine. Once she joined them, she sighed deeply. She looked ecstatically at first light breaking over the green water and she took Pinedita’s arm in her own and she released all the air she held in her lungs.

–The sacrifices we make for the revolution! – she sighed.