Chapter Twenty-One:
Turquoise Bracelet:
“That’s a cute
bracelet. Where did you get that?” I asked. Yumi looked down at her wrist.
“Oh, this?” she
asked. “I got it from one of my friends last summer. She’d been in America for a
few weeks.” I couldn’t take my eyes off the turquoise macrame pattern on her
tiny wrist. It looked like it was tied together. Every inch of it looked so
dainty. I didn’t think I’ve seen that bracelet before. I might have, but I
wasn’t paying attention.
“I just felt like
wearing today,” she said.
“I see,” I said. “So
what are you planning to do today?” Yumi hopped up from the couch.
“Not much,” she
said. “I was asked to help a friend’s younger brother with his summer homework.”
“Ah, I see,” I said.
Yumi looked over her shoulder.
“You?” she asked. I
shrugged.
“Just the usual,” I
said.
“Ah,” she said. “See
you tonight.” I waved at her back as she walked out the door. She didn’t say
when she was coming back.
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I headed out to the
Activity Center. They hadn’t opened yet. This wasn’t a problem. I reached into
my pocket and pulled out the key. Don wasn’t going to be in town until Monday.
He and Miyizuki were on a romantic trip together. (Good on them, I suppose. Yumi
wanted me to take her on romantic trips too. Money was kind of tight at the
moment.) Once I unlocked the door, I pushed it open and walked inside.
It looked like today
was going to be another slow day. There wasn’t much for me to do today. I just
had to do a little paperwork, make sure the place was clean, and answer the
phone if anyone calls. Simple enough. I had been do this for the past… five days
now? Something like. It could be kind of boring at times.
Today was not going
to be one of those days.
I had just started
setting up for the day when I heard the door open behind me. I turned my head to
see a man about me age, poking his head in the doorway.
“Can I help you?” I
asked.
“I was told to come
here if I wanted a job,” he said. I narrowed my eyes.
“I guess…” I said.
Now, I had dealt with people coming here looking for work around the city. I’ve
even done it on my own. The process was quick and painless. I could do the whole
thing with my eyes closed. I just hadn’t expected to do any real work today.
“Is this a bad
time?” the man asked.
“Oh! No, no! It’s
fine. I just wasn’t expecting anyone today. Just come in,” I said. The guy
looked uncertain at first before he walked inside. I led him over to the front
desk. From there, I got a better look at him. He had so many pins and buttons on
his bag. A couple of them looked so familiar.
“What kind of work
are you looking for?” I asked.
“Nothing in
particular,” he said in a low voice. “I just want to feel useful again.” I knew
that feeling.
“Where did you
previous work?” I asked.
“The Self-Defense
Force,” he said. The guy’s eyes shifted away me as he spoke. My ears perked up
when he said.
“So was I,” I said.
The man looked up with big eyes.
“What years did you
service?” he asked. I had to do a quick count in my head for a moment.
“Oh man, I would say
about since 88 or 89 until two years ago,” I said. I had his attention now.
“Wow. I just got out
myself,” he said.
“How long did you
serve?” I asked.
“Three years,” he
said. I narrowed my eyes.
“Did you happen to
be in the war overseas?” I asked. The young man shook his head.
“No, the war ended
before my unit could be called over,” he said.
“Ah, so we missed
each other,” I said.
“I suppose so,” the
guy said. He nervously laughed as he rubbed the back of his head. It was then
spotted something familiar on his wrist.
“That’s a neat
little bracelet,” I said.
“Hm? Thanks, man,”
he said.
“I think I’ve seen
that before. Where did you get that?” I asked. The man looked down at the
turquoise macrame pattern on his wrist.
“Oh, my sister made
this for me before I left for active duty. She died before I came home. Why?” he
asked. I pressed my lips together.
“My girlfriend has a
bracelet just like that,” I said. “What was her name?” He looked like he was
about to cry.
“Risa,” he said.
“I see,” I said. He looked like he was about to cry.
