Jasmine's Place Issue No. 2 - November/December 2012 | Page 28

“What’s the rush?” “Nothing… Giving all the items back to him, she asked “…are you wearing perfume?” He laughed. “Me? Do pigs fly? Do dogs swim?” “I can smell perfume……it’s …” “I can’t smell anything, or should I say I don’t want to smell anything…” He looked at her closely. “Have you done your bit today?” She nodded. “Then, it’s time you went home!” Norma sighed. “I guess you’re right.” Thirty minutes later, make up less, wig less, false eye lashes less, Norma stepped out of the rear exit “Hello to another empty night.” She breathed. Norma’s hands started to shake. A warm flush spread all over her. “….Yes… who are you…?” The woman smiled. “My name’s Kate and this is my husband Peter.. We live a couple of blocks away.” “And so, how did you know my name…?” “My husband and I … we’re Christians…you will find this hard to believe, I know… but my husband had a dream last night …?” “Yes,” her husband continued, “ … I saw someone called Norma working here needs help. We asked at the front for you. The receptionist said you’d be out soon. So we waited.” Norma’s hands started to shake. A warm flush spread all over her. “Hello … Norma?” Kate placed a hand on her shoulder. Surprised, Norma looked to see where the greeting had come from. It was an elderly couple. The woman extended her hand. “Norma…?” “And so, do you need any help? What can we do for you?” “How did they know her name?” Norma’s eyes welled with tears. She could barely speak. “Where do I start?” JASMINE' 2