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Elena.
“Yeah, well. I need to see her.”
“Is she in trouble?”
“No, I just need her, I mean… “ I decided against correcting myself. It was the truth, after all.
“I don’t know where she hangs out. I haven’t seen her in like, days.”
The girl shuffled her feet and looked stricken, as though she’d just realized she didn’t mean to Elena what she thought she did. I turned around, close to tears. I felt like I’d misplaced a winning lottery ticket. The girl called out to me. When I returned to her, she looked down, but I could tell she had tears in her eyes.
“Are you… that lady from tower on Grand?”
My heart beat in my chest like the speakers at the bar. Elena had talked about me. I could only nod. The girl seemed to take it like she admitted defeat. She put her hands in her pocket and seemed to shrink into herself.
“She’s probably at the shops. Down that alley.” She gestured to and alley around the corner. I felt for her, but I needed to find Elena.
The alley was narrow; if I hadn’t been directed here, I would never have known it existed. It was lined with messenger headquarters and bike repair shops. As I passed each one, conversations between the messengers momentarily came to a halt. In my expensive suit and watch that cost more than most of them made in a few months, it was obvious that I didn’t belong there. I got to the end of the alley. No Elena. I stood there for a moment, wrapping my fingers around the grimy chain link fence. It might be time to give up, I thought.
I made the trek all the way back to my car in a haze, with no idea what I’d do with the rest of my day, or my life, for that matter. Every thought or plan that presented itself left my mind as quickly as it had appeared. Stalling for time before I had to face whatever would come next, I looked up at the shining towers where I’d learned to become something that was no longer familiar to me.
Suddenly, though, I began to feel grateful. Grateful for all the turmoil I’d been in recently. It reminded me of the life still thrumming through my veins. Even if I never got to see Elena again, or feel her plump lips against mine, every tiny moment of excitement was a gift. I had to be thankful for at least that. As I was getting into my car, Elena came to a skidding halt on her bike mere feet away. She was out of breath. She’d come after me.
It was funny. After all this feverish searching, I had no idea what I’d say. I only gazed at her, as though it would be the last time. Thankfully, she spoke first, after getting a handle on her breath.
“I told myself I wasn’t gonna chase you… “
I nodded. She seemed to be winding up to give me more of a talking-to. I didn’t know if I still deserved it at that point, but I was such a mess that it was enough just to have her attention, however briefly.
“But, if I’m being honest, I was worried I would never see you again. There’s something about you, Lucy Murphy. I see you in my head even when you’re not around. Do you know the first time I came to your office?”
I shook my head. It felt awful.
“It was almost a year ago. You came out and signed for a package. You looked like someone I knew, even if I’d never met you before. It was strange. But, every time since then, I’d gone there hoping to see you. I… I think you’re beautiful in a way I’ve never seen before.”
Inside, I was reeling. What else in my life had passed me by?
“Did I ever speak to you before this week?”, I asked, knowing full well that the answer was no. I just couldn’t believe that all this time, I could’ve had Elena but was too wrapped up in my work to have seen it. Could this have been the feeling of unease?
She shook her head, then pretended to examine the chain at her feet.
“I’m so sorry”, I said, tears beginning to well up in my eyes. I couldn’t remember the last time I’d cried, much less out of regret for pain I
“Yeah, well. I need to see her.”
“Is she in trouble?”
“No, I just need her, I mean… “ I decided against correcting myself. It was the truth, after all.
“I don’t know where she hangs out. I haven’t seen her in like, days.”
The girl shuffled her feet and looked stricken, as though she’d just realized she didn’t mean to Elena what she thought she did. I turned around, close to tears. I felt like I’d misplaced a winning lottery ticket. The girl called out to me. When I returned to her, she looked down, but I could tell she had tears in her eyes.
“Are you… that lady from tower on Grand?”
My heart beat in my chest like the speakers at the bar. Elena had talked about me. I could only nod. The girl seemed to take it like she admitted defeat. She put her hands in her pocket and seemed to shrink into herself.
“She’s probably at the shops. Down that alley.” She gestured to and alley around the corner. I felt for her, but I needed to find Elena.
The alley was narrow; if I hadn’t been directed here, I would never have known it existed. It was lined with messenger headquarters and bike repair shops. As I passed each one, conversations between the messengers momentarily came to a halt. In my expensive suit and watch that cost more than most of them made in a few months, it was obvious that I didn’t belong there. I got to the end of the alley. No Elena. I stood there for a moment, wrapping my fingers around the grimy chain link fence. It might be time to give up, I thought.
I made the trek all the way back to my car in a haze, with no idea what I’d do with the rest of my day, or my life, for that matter. Every thought or plan that presented itself left my mind as quickly as it had appeared. Stalling for time before I had to face whatever would come next, I looked up at the shining towers where I’d learned to become something that was no longer familiar to me.
Suddenly, though, I began to feel grateful. Grateful for all the turmoil I’d been in recently. It reminded me of the life still thrumming through my veins. Even if I never got to see Elena again, or feel her plump lips against mine, every tiny moment of excitement was a gift. I had to be thankful for at least that. As I was getting into my car, Elena came to a skidding halt on her bike mere feet away. She was out of breath. She’d come after me.
It was funny. After all this feverish searching, I had no idea what I’d say. I only gazed at her, as though it would be the last time. Thankfully, she spoke first, after getting a handle on her breath.
“I told myself I wasn’t gonna chase you… “
I nodded. She seemed to be winding up to give me more of a talking-to. I didn’t know if I still deserved it at that point, but I was such a mess that it was enough just to have her attention, however briefly.
“But, if I’m being honest, I was worried I would never see you again. There’s something about you, Lucy Murphy. I see you in my head even when you’re not around. Do you know the first time I came to your office?”
I shook my head. It felt awful.
“It was almost a year ago. You came out and signed for a package. You looked like someone I knew, even if I’d never met you before. It was strange. But, every time since then, I’d gone there hoping to see you. I… I think you’re beautiful in a way I’ve never seen before.”
Inside, I was reeling. What else in my life had passed me by?
“Did I ever speak to you before this week?”, I asked, knowing full well that the answer was no. I just couldn’t believe that all this time, I could’ve had Elena but was too wrapped up in my work to have seen it. Could this have been the feeling of unease?
She shook her head, then pretended to examine the chain at her feet.
“I’m so sorry”, I said, tears beginning to well up in my eyes. I couldn’t remember the last time I’d cried, much less out of regret for pain I
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