Well done. Very readable. Logic was never compromised throughout the piece. I felt I knew where you were going from the beginning. For me, it was a case of how were you going to get there. Nice job, very well thought out plot.
A gust of wind picked at the few strands of snow-white hair on the woman’s head and tried to lift off the tattered straw hat that covered the man’s almost bald head. (I would probably try to not use HEAD twice. - suggestion, something like: A gust of wind picked at the few strands of the woman's snow-white hair and tried to lift...)
Their faded, colorless eyes gazed out onto the drought-stricken land before them. (This I mention, because it catches my attention every time and I admit it may be nothing more than my pet peeve. Eyes gazed, eyes looked, ears heard, nose smelled, well, I think you know what I mean. In your sentence, it could be a problem getting in faded and colorless without eyes gazing unless you make it "They gazed." Only a consideration: Through faded, colorless eyes, they gazed at the drought-stricken...)
We have to give life to the earth and to the water. So that we can continue to live here.” (fragment. suggestion: ...earth and to the water, so that we...)
The sun seared its rays down onto the small desert homestead with a deadly passion. (Again, for consideration only: The sun's rays seared the small desert homestead with a deadly passion.)
Tumbleweeds were piled against the fences that didn’t protect anything. (Nothing wrong, but it could be a little clearer and add to showing the changes that have taken place. - consider something like: Tumbleweeds were piled against the fences that no longer protect anything.)
Oh, well, maybe some city fool would be stupid enough to want to get away from the fast life and buy a place way out here. In the desert boondocks. (fragment. - ...out here, in the desert boondocks.)
The wind swirled around the car, wining and crying, flinging large particles... (typo - wining - whining)
...chimisa, and one lone pinon tree tried to drive their roots deeper into the sand and caleche clay that the desert soil consisted of. (of - I try to not end a sentence with "of" unless it is in dialog I think this is the way the character would say it. Switching the sentence may make it seem a little too formal to you, so this again is only for consideration: ....into the sand and caleche clay of which the desert consisted.)
Was that what the old couple wanted her to sale, she wondered. (sale - sell)
...that she had come all this way to look at her little, bitty, old house and she if she could sell it... (and see if she)
...as she went in and saw the pitiful condition of the house Paint that had been white... (missing period)
The kitchen appliances where at least fifty years old. (where - were)
In fact she seemed so week, so very, very week and lethargic. How had that happened? She had never been that week before. (2 weeks - weak)
When he opened the door the sent of fresh baked bread and cakes wafted out to wonder...(sent - scent)
What was there name, wondered Ray for a moment. (there - their)
As they did they could hear the piteous moaning of the ros...(Is this: ...moaning of the rose. (?))
I thought the ending was really good, contrasting the descriptions from the opening.
By halfway through, I admit I was engrossed in the story to the point that I may have missed some minor things, typos, and the like. Many of the things I have mentioned may be chalked up to preferrence of style and I found no reason to continue listing them. In the end, it is your story to write. Write it the way you want.
Certainly, nothing more than my opinions, please make of them what you will.
Wally
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