CHEAP THINGS WE DID THIS HOLIDAY SEASON
November 20th 2011 12:28
I waited for the receptionist outside her new workplace at about midnight, during her nightshift. I waited for her on a ledge near the car park: a few metres away, in the darkness, were a number of bushes where homeless people supposedly liked to sleep. I peered through, looking for a bum to appear.
The receptionist tapped me on the shoulder. “Hey.”
I turned around and stood up. We hugged for a while before I inspected her face. She turned away, pulling a cigarette out of her large bag.
“I hate to get you involved,” she said.
“We’re calling the police.”
“We can’t call the police.”
We were silent for a while. I walked a small distance away and called the police and made sure her ex-fiancé wouldn’t be the one who’d meet us. She looked up at me but didn’t say anything.
I sat down next to her again and we both shared her cigarette. “He came by because he wanted me to give back all the jewellery he gave me. I gave it all back. It’s when I walked away and didn’t want to speak to him that he got angry and…” She wiped her eyes.
Two officers came. One kept asking questions and the other looked bored. The receptionist repeatedly nodded to the talkative officer, brushing hair behind her ear once in a while. Behind this all, by the bushes, I noticed some movement. A beautiful woman with ruffled hair stood up out of the bush, stared at me for a good five minutes, then went back into her bush to fall asleep.
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