sandwich out of his overalls, âI even brought us lunch, see. Half of this is yours, but I want the bigger half.â
âTrompo go home,â I raise my voice and he closes his lips real tight. I look behind me to see if the boss has noticed me not working. I see Antonio making fun of Trompo. I look back at Trompo Loco and canât tell if he is about to cry or spin.
âYou canât work here, because I already got you a job,â I lie, because I know he is about to spin. If he does, thereâs no stopping him, at least not without knocking him down to the ground and maybe hurting him.
âReally,â he gets closer to me, âa real job?â
âYes, Iâll tell you later.â
âWhat do I do?â
âYou go home.â
âThatâs not a job, Julio.â
âI mean you go home now, Iâll tell you later. And then you have to move in with my family, right? Right?â
Trompo Loco is beaming. He licks his lips, like heâs been starving and a plate of food has just been placed in front of him.
âOkay, okay, you can have all of it,â he hands me the sandwich. âIâll go home and make a new one. I have some Wonder Bread left over, the jelly and all.â Trompo Loco turns and walks away. Iâm glad he is leaving, but then he turns around. âHey Julio why do fat chance and slim chance mean the same thing? I heard a guy say it. Then another guy, and it means the sameââ
âGo home!â I yell at him, and he covers his mouth real fast, like he had said something wrong. He turns around and begins to walk away whistling, happy he is going to have a job soon. And I go back to work.
The boss taps my shoulder.
âHey, wasnât that kid Eddieâs retard?â He winks at me, and I ignore him and get to work. Boss trails me, grabs my shoulder, because he feels he can command any of his workersâ attention at any moment. âLet me tell you something Julio, being that we are both friends of Eddieâs.â I stop to listen, maybe itâll be short and then heâll leave me in peace.
âI knew that retardâs mother. We all did. Know what I mean?â He gives me a wink.
L ike I donât have enough problems.
Waiting for me downstairs at home is Maritza. I havenât seen her in a while. I only hear echoes of her voice at night, when the services in her church would start. Bits and pieces of her sermons enter through my window and sometimes, when her church is really high on the Lord, my entire floor shakes.
Maritza is holding on tightly to this very scared girl. She clings to Maritza, like she has cat claws. The girlâs eyes never leave the ground, and sheâs silently crying. Her heavy tears roll off her cheeks and splatter on her blouse. The girl is short, and I can tell by her beautiful, long, black hair and her silence that she is a new immigrant from Maritzaâs church.
âYou have to drive us, Julio.â Just like that, no please or thank-you.
âWait, arenât you supposed to be at church right about now?â
âWe snuck out. We have little time, Julio. You have to drive usââ
âWhere?â I say.
âTo Queens. And I donât drive, letâs go,â she says. âThis is important, Julio. And we only have two hours.â I stare at her for a second, because Maritza is like that sonic boom that you hear seconds after the electric storm hits the city and all the car alarms go crazy. Thatâs what she does to me when I see her, and it takes me a while to shut them off. I used to be in love with her for so long, but later it wore off. Like that number that you keep playing that never comes up, yet you still play it, but now itâs more out of habit than love or want or need. Basically, Iâve known her all my life.
âLook Mari, Iâm not in the God business, thatâs you. I got my own things to worry
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