Lifting the edges of the yellow blanket that covered the baby, she tucked the garlic beneath the mattress so that Rafaelito was encircled by it. “Why are you doing that?” Rose’s curiosity got the better of her. This time her voice was a little steadier. Juanita glanced at the sky. “The heat of the sun will bring out the smell,” she said. “It drives away any snakes that might come near.”
