Act I The cash had barely reached Rosa Delgado’s work glove when her husband tore it from her hand. She had spent ten hours filling apple crates…

Act I “I need that for our daughter’s milk.” Emily Carter held both hands around the small wallet as her husband blocked the front porch. She had…

Act I The bills were already leaving Lena Carter’s hand. Her husband had crossed the laundromat before she even realized he was inside. One moment, a grateful…

Act I The envelope was already leaving Maya Torres’s hand when the first sewing machine stopped. She had just received her weekly wages and was standing beside…

Act I The wage envelope had barely reached Maria Bennett’s hands when her husband tore it away. Daniel Bennett smelled of alcohol and cold air. His jacket…

Act I The money was already leaving Sarah Miller’s hand when the first shopper turned around. She had just sold the final bag of tomatoes and green…

Act I The heavy feed sack slipped from Samuel Ortiz’s arms and struck the cold dock with a dull thud. He had caught his boot against a…

Act I “My hands slipped. I’ll clean it.” Ruth Alvarez knelt beside the conveyor as tomatoes rolled around her shoes. One red plastic tray had fallen. That…

Act I “I’ll sort it again.” Seventy-four-year-old Arthur Bell reached for the numbered bag he had placed in the wrong rolling cart. The correction would have taken…