On a sprawling Martha’s Vineyard estate not far from the seashore, Deici Cauro adjusted a baseball cap to keep the burning sun at bay. She was crouching to pull weeds with her bare hands when a familiar voice called out from the other side of the yard. “Pots!” her employer called, and she motioned for Ms. Cauro to follow her to another garden nearby. “¿Vamos?” Ms. Cauro replied in Spanish, wondering if they had decided to move. “Sí, vamos, I guess, whatever that means,” her boss replied, prompting both women to share a hearty laugh.

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Persons: Cauro, “ Locations: Venezuela, Cape Cod