People I’ve Known: The Abuela

A second story of the extraordinary ordinariness of everyday acquaintances.

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She was remarkable — even more so for a grandmother.

She lived in a house on the edges of a quiet Asturian village, in the rural heart of northern Spain. Fringed by snow-capped hills, the village — scarcely more than a small assembly of houses and shops — flanked…