(See Cover) SCENE ONE THE TIME: 1948. THE PLACE: A typical, two-room bohio, or farmhouse, on the outskirts of Laguna Verde, Dominican Republic. The name Laguna Verde, meaning Green Lagoon, is hyperbole. A ragged hamlet located about 15 miles from the Haitian border, it is the home of 500-odd campesinos who scratch out a living by growing maize and rice in sun-baked clay that scarcely tolerates thorny scrub and cactus. Inside the Marichal bohio (palm-bark walls, thatched roof, oddments of homemade furniture), a nine-year-old boy sprawls shirtless on the concrete floor, unraveling...
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