Sunday, November 13, 2005
Chapter Two
II
Maryann was the kind of girl that knew exactly what she want, and always had to fight to get it. She went to Medical School and stayed there with the best grades of her class for long 4 years until she decided that she would never be able to send someone home because they're fine and knowing that they will sleep in the nearest park.
She quitted Medical School and started to work as a volunteer in the city food bank until she could figure out what she wanted to do.
Without quitting the food bank she decided to apply to the School of Arts and was accepted for painting.
Half-way in her undergraduation, and being considerably older than her colleagues, she held to her “job” at the food bank so she could keep a sane mind!
But on Halloween day she always joins her sister Danielle and her niece Amber for trick or treat. And like the last years she just picked up the first costume she could find in the suit-case in the basement that she inherited from Mrs. Blorvic, an old usual at the food bank that had been an actress in the ex-Yugoslavia and when the war started just ran with a suit-case full of old dresses from old roles she had performed.
One day Mrs. Blorvic came to Maryann and asked her to take care of her clothes and to wear them once in a while because she was going back home in a very, very long trip, “and maybe one day I will see you again”. The next day Mrs. Blorvic was found dead at a hotel room at the Hilton dressed in a golden 50's dress with a ten thousand dollar pearl necklace.
But there wasn't even a trace of sadness in Maryann every time she opened the suit-case. She could always remember the stories that Mrs. Blorvic used to tell her, and unlike most, she never repeated one in the few months they talked.
It was time to pick up a costume to go trick or treating with Amber. She needed a few minutes to remember what costume she used last year... “Yes! I was wearing Martin's Indiana Jones' costume! What will I wear this year?”
As she was talking to herself a nice red vest called her attention, and as she pulled it out of the suitcase beautiful golden bars showed up.” Princess? It's beautiful... Got to wear it!”
She was running out of time. For sure little Amber was already all dressed up and teasing Danielle because of her delay.
It was a hard dress to put on, but she was able to do it in twenty minutes. Grab the keys, put some shoes and run. “It's already dark? Damn this time saving. But the sky is beautiful tonight!”
Maryann was the kind of girl that knew exactly what she want, and always had to fight to get it. She went to Medical School and stayed there with the best grades of her class for long 4 years until she decided that she would never be able to send someone home because they're fine and knowing that they will sleep in the nearest park.
She quitted Medical School and started to work as a volunteer in the city food bank until she could figure out what she wanted to do.
Without quitting the food bank she decided to apply to the School of Arts and was accepted for painting.
Half-way in her undergraduation, and being considerably older than her colleagues, she held to her “job” at the food bank so she could keep a sane mind!
But on Halloween day she always joins her sister Danielle and her niece Amber for trick or treat. And like the last years she just picked up the first costume she could find in the suit-case in the basement that she inherited from Mrs. Blorvic, an old usual at the food bank that had been an actress in the ex-Yugoslavia and when the war started just ran with a suit-case full of old dresses from old roles she had performed.
One day Mrs. Blorvic came to Maryann and asked her to take care of her clothes and to wear them once in a while because she was going back home in a very, very long trip, “and maybe one day I will see you again”. The next day Mrs. Blorvic was found dead at a hotel room at the Hilton dressed in a golden 50's dress with a ten thousand dollar pearl necklace.
But there wasn't even a trace of sadness in Maryann every time she opened the suit-case. She could always remember the stories that Mrs. Blorvic used to tell her, and unlike most, she never repeated one in the few months they talked.
It was time to pick up a costume to go trick or treating with Amber. She needed a few minutes to remember what costume she used last year... “Yes! I was wearing Martin's Indiana Jones' costume! What will I wear this year?”
As she was talking to herself a nice red vest called her attention, and as she pulled it out of the suitcase beautiful golden bars showed up.” Princess? It's beautiful... Got to wear it!”
She was running out of time. For sure little Amber was already all dressed up and teasing Danielle because of her delay.
It was a hard dress to put on, but she was able to do it in twenty minutes. Grab the keys, put some shoes and run. “It's already dark? Damn this time saving. But the sky is beautiful tonight!”
# posted by William Jack @ Sunday, November 13, 2005 
