The Grandmother Who Hummed While She Worked

Maria Gonzalez never sang in front of people. Not once in seventy-three years. But her granddaughter Sofia, age four, knew a different woman. Every Saturday morning in the small kitchen on Maple Street in San Antonio, while Maria rolled out tortilla dough and Sofia sat cross-legged on the tile floor with her crayons, the old woman hummed. Not quietly. Not absently.…