The bus slows and come to a stop at a station next to a convenience store.713Please respect copyright.PENANAUNfxXjKSBv
The driver stands and announces in a loud voice, “Philadelphia. We have forty minutes.”713Please respect copyright.PENANANzzRKytPFy
The two women watch the others stand and stretch as they gather their purses and wallets before disembarking. As the others near the front Mechteld says, “Everyone will get off to have lunch.”713Please respect copyright.PENANA2mZXr3Enb9
“Will we?” Marquita asks.713Please respect copyright.PENANAICu0fCUrPQ
“We won’t be eating.”713Please respect copyright.PENANAfLzCykPrmb
Mechteld reaches into the pocket of her hoodie and takes out a pack of cigarettes and lighter.713Please respect copyright.PENANAHI3pCZ4nDn
“Come on, I need a cigarette.”713Please respect copyright.PENANAoSn6oTSUUa
Marquita’s legs shake as she stands. The hours of sitting made her already weak legs stiffer. She wavers as she walks down the narrow aisle. When she gets to the top of the steps she firmly grips the rail as she feels Mechteld bracing her small frame by the shoulders. Together the carefully walk down the stairs. The driver waits for them at the bottom. Marquita locks eyes with him as he says, “Feeling better I see.” 713Please respect copyright.PENANA5T0Q6iHYvQ
His aura changes to a shade Marquita has always associated with suspicion. With the other passengers away his thoughts come out clear.713Please respect copyright.PENANALZNyFF9ND0
“These two are weird. How do they even know each other?”713Please respect copyright.PENANAoPEKZsbdjG
Marquita pauses to look at the driver and read more from him, but is interrupted by Mechteld pushing her forward towards the curb.713Please respect copyright.PENANALcDrBopS2D
Once out of earshot, Mechteld says, “He’ll switch out at Pittsburgh. He’s thinking about saying something to the next driver about us.”713Please respect copyright.PENANAEhHv8vgddL
“Will he?” She asks. The thought is optimistic to her.713Please respect copyright.PENANAbc5lv6Z1r6
“Maybe, he doesn’t know what to say besides ‘They’re weird’.”713Please respect copyright.PENANAQpLfOQPnZD
Together they sit on a curb, their legs stretched out over hot asphalt. From under her baseball cap, a bead of sweat runs down Mechteld’s forehead before becoming lost in the scars crisscrossing her face. Marquita scratches her head as the stiches start to burn as the sweat collects under the hijab.713Please respect copyright.PENANAghYtEj1dht
Mechteld pulls out her pack of cigarettes and quickly lights up as Marquita desperately fans air under her skirt. She looks at Mechteld’s long sleeves and says, “We stand out with all these clothes on.”713Please respect copyright.PENANA5BqEmOWQEF
“We’ll stand out worse without them.”713Please respect copyright.PENANABYww5zzC2D
Marquita thinks, “Should I try to stand out? Is being noticed the key to getting home?”713Please respect copyright.PENANAjnrs50U1Zp
Marquita looks across the street to the convenience store where the other passengers were buying their lunches. It feels odd to Marquita that she isn’t hungry. She knows she hasn’t eaten in days, yet the absence of hunger pangs is discomforting.713Please respect copyright.PENANAm5VTEZvhv9
Turning to Mechteld she asks, “Do you really never eat?”713Please respect copyright.PENANAhLFrW9oh6h
“Only on rare occasions. Some immortals keep up the ritual, but it seems redundant to me.”713Please respect copyright.PENANAHG809iN3qA
Marquita thinks about an existence without food. For her, it seems to alien and unnatural to live without it. In Corona, life revolved around faith, family and food. She suspects she won’t have any of those things while with Mechteld.713Please respect copyright.PENANAYcwznYspYR
Marquita thoughts go to the last dinner she had with her parents. After their prayers, their meal suffered from several strained silences. It was the first dinner they had together in months, but despite his chronic absences, her father had made an attempt to be there and make her happy by making her favorite food. The memory stings Marquita’s consciousness as she thinks about it. Even with the silence and confusing feelings, the memory is precious to her.713Please respect copyright.PENANAF391ctVOSp
Thinking about her last meal Marquita says, “I could never give up my favorite food-”713Please respect copyright.PENANAo7Rqce5WAG
“Tostones.” They say at the same time.713Please respect copyright.PENANAYSBKFm0WZm
Mechteld nods, “Yeah, I know.”713Please respect copyright.PENANAaZWWS3CJ9e
“Surely you have a favorite food?” Marquita asks.713Please respect copyright.PENANA5QaPA8vatC
Mechteld takes a long drag from her cigarette and lets it out slowly, “You’re looking at it.”713Please respect copyright.PENANA0OijxCBgvK
Mechteld rubs the butt of her now spent cigarette on the ground before taking another from the pack. Quickly she lights it and sets her pack and lighter back down.713Please respect copyright.PENANAJdKgqr8NrO
Marquita asks, “Did you read from my mind that I loved tostones?“
Mechteld shakes her head as she breathes deep before letting out a cloud of smoke, “No, I learned that from your father.”713Please respect copyright.PENANAi2eMseh6ZI
Marquita again wonders about her parents. Had her father gone back to work after only a few days of losing his daughter? Did they tell their family in the DR what happened? Had they planned a funeral? Or were they looking for her?713Please respect copyright.PENANADNdGhUsDCQ
Marquita thinks back to the picture of her father in the paper. She knows he was hurting. His tired eyes etched in the newsprint showed a level of emotion she hasn’t seen in years. It was a reminder that despite everything, she meant something to him.713Please respect copyright.PENANAYdHxDfe3DN
“He always made tostones when he came back from a long trip. He would pretend he was making them for himself, but he’d always make me the most.” She says out loud.713Please respect copyright.PENANAqfIOICBDUs
She thinks again to the awkward silences at dinner and at the hospital and about his casual wave as he walked away from her hospital room. 713Please respect copyright.PENANASjkg5KHyTQ
“He could never say it.” She says as she keeps remembering his hand waving back at her. “He always had to be so hard.”713Please respect copyright.PENANAzsXwLpDKo0
“It wasn’t his fault.” Mechteld offers. “He expressed himself in the way he knew how.”713Please respect copyright.PENANAfDvzE9fgb1
“I’d trade all the tostones in the world for one real moment with him.”713Please respect copyright.PENANAXIryriF5JY
Marquita hangs her head and thinks to herself, “Not even in the end could he do that.”713Please respect copyright.PENANAapve3tvMSv
“At least you knew.” Mechteld keeps her eyes on pavement. “He’ll regret actions for the rest of his life.”713Please respect copyright.PENANAzUZeKkVRzQ
Marquita turns to Mechteld with her eyebrows slightly lifted.713Please respect copyright.PENANAsS6v0fcLHi
“Or at least until I see him again.” She adds.713Please respect copyright.PENANA4scVbOWzxZ
“If.” Mechteld corrects. “We’re only in Pennsylvania. You still have a long way to go.”713Please respect copyright.PENANADfcR30RkFR
The thought enters Marquita’s mind, “Why wait and follow her rules? I can end this now.” But it’s quickly extinguished with memories of heads scars, fire, and her father’s unconcerned wave.713Please respect copyright.PENANAVPzCtVNKg1
“Before he became scared of me he wasn’t afraid to hold my hand. Whenever we’d walk around our neighborhood he’d hold my hand and say, “Stay close, New York is the most dangerous place in the world”, but when we would visit Santo Domingo he’d hold my hand tighter and tell me, “Stay close, Santo Domingo is the most dangerous place in the world”.”713Please respect copyright.PENANAQOHqKBnydf
Marquita grins slightly as she remembers, but her hazel eyes hold sadness.713Please respect copyright.PENANAbfv4uax8Rc
“I used love Sundays because my dad didn’t work. After church, just the two of us would walk to the bodega hand in hand and he’d buy two chocolate milks: one for me, one for him.”713Please respect copyright.PENANAwbW7715huU
“When I started to know things I shouldn’t, he treated me different. His grip on my hand became looser until one day he let go. After that he started to push me away and eventually he got his job so he could run away from me.”713Please respect copyright.PENANAdauqtR5jiL
“It wasn’t you he was running from. It was himself.”713Please respect copyright.PENANATwrws5rAS1
“Yeah, but when you’re ten it doesn’t make a difference.”713Please respect copyright.PENANA0hXbrJ0KJY
From the bus the hear the driver shout, “Five minutes!”713Please respect copyright.PENANA9uZTdsuhPn
Marquita looks down at the small pile of cigarettes next to Mechteld. She realizes she has been unaware of how long she has been talking. For her, she finally had a chance to tell someone the feelings she kept to herself and despite the circumstances she feels there is so much more she wants to say.713Please respect copyright.PENANAN0uepf7kJX
Mechteld stands and shakes stray ash from her clothes.713Please respect copyright.PENANAN3rODJdNYN
“Come on, let’s go. Use your eyes and ears this time.”
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