The Water Rights and Wrongs, by Jo Oldani Osborne

“Papi, that’s against the law.”
Luis wore a UC Davis baseball cap, but it didn’t provide the ventilation or protection of the straw hat that his family had worn working in these fields for generations. Jorge Villagras opened the power panel that controlled the multiple canals that awaited their water delivery from The Water Gods in charge of the California Aqueduct.
“Oh yes, Mijo?” Jorge pulled up his tablet and through a few commands he opened the canals and hijacked the precious resource to the alfalfa that needed its water now.
“A week is the difference between a crop and dead grass.”

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