Out of the Miry Clay

Mauren was uneasy. For days now, Hurricane Mitch had been dumping tons of rain on Nicaragua. Once more she gazed warily up the side of the mountain. Something caught her eye. Her heart froze . . . Farther west, on the Casita Volcano, Ricardo was checking his crops on the lower slopes. He too was uneasy. Never had it rained like this. He paused as a sudden rumble arrested his attention. His eyes widened as he looked up. In disbelief, he turned to run . . . Two families, two mountains—but one storm and one God. 8-page color photo section.