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Union Station
Corinne Purtill
One of Atka's favorite
things was to straighten the candy display. It gave her great pleasure
to stack the Jujubes into seamless towers, to smooth the M&M
bags deformed by indecisive tourists' hands. When tour groups of
junior-high students pillaged the Plexiglass case she forced a grim
look of disapproval for the benefit of her manager, but inside she felt
a tiny flurry of anticipation and silently rooted for them to keep at
it.
Her least favorite thing was to sweep up the broken pieces of
Philippine-made souvenir paperweights that were sometimes knocked off
the shelves. The sight of the Lincoln Monument in shards made her sad,
as did the remorseful tears of children being scolded by their parents
for their carelessness. When adults broke things they left before
anyone could notice.
She was a quiet employee, mostly. If a customer needing directions had
trouble with her accent she might raise her voice to try to help him
understand, and on one or two of these occasions she thought she saw
her manager glaring at her. But nobody ever said anything, and by the
time she'd turned the key in the lock of her apartment on F Street
she'd forgotten all about it.
There were days when the sound of the trains made her homesick, or the
sight of people buying flowers and candy for the people they were to
meet gripped her with horrible loneliness. It was on these days when at
closing time, after the tourists had trudged back to their hotels to
record the day's events on postcards they bought for people they
missed, Atka would take the sunglasses off the Styrofoam head by the
register. She would slip them on, fluff her white curls, and smile
coquettishly into the chrome dividers of the magazine racks, imagining
bright lights, red lipstick, and a cheering crowd waiting to welcome
her home.
Corinne Purtill is a writer and journalist working on a non-fiction book set in Cambodia. She lives in New York.
To link to this story directly: http://wigleaf.com/200812ustation.htm
Detail of photo on main page courtesy
of super-structure.
w i g · l e a F
12-25-08
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