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Chapter 10
He cannot believe that it's true, but she is actually standing there
at six o'clock, on the corner of Broadway and 116th Street, wearing
an orange woolen poncho and baggy jeans. She has headphones covering
her ears and she's bouncing to the beat. For a moment Ushman
hesitates. There is no possible connection he could have to this
girl. They did not learn the same songs as children, she does not
know how the banks of the Talkheh become awash with color from the
rising or setting sun. In her heart is the memory of a different
landscape. She is from a different world; her trajectory, even
momentarily, could never mirror his own.
Against his better
judgment, he stops and lifts his hand from the steering wheel in
recognition. When she climbs in and smiles as she pulls off her
headphones, he reminds his cynical self how nice she smells. Her
eyes are welcoming, familiar. She is not a stranger. No more so than
any other person in this world would be. Even Farak, with whom he
thought he shared so much - culture, values, heritage, homeland - even
she was never truly known to him. If she was, he would not be here,
alone, in America.
For the first time since he's met her, Stella is wearing
lipstick. She looks strange but lovely. Ushman concentrates on this.
"This is a nice color on you," he says, gesturing to her poncho.
"You like it?" she asks. "I just got it at a thrift store
downtown. One of the ones that sell new and used clothes, where
everything's sort of the same price regardless." She laughs. "I went
with some girls from my dorm. What about you?"
"Me?"
"Yeah. What did you do today?" Stella's eyes are eager and
accepting. Her curiosity is unjaded.
"Just work," he says, remembering the events of his day,
beginning with his early morning at the bodega.
"Oh," she says, pushing her face close to the windshield, "I
almost forgot. There's a lunar eclipse tonight. Do you think we can
see it from your place?"
"Absolutely. And if we can't, we'll go up on the roof." Ushman
has never actually been on the roof of his building, but he's
overheard other residents speak of it.
"It should be amazing. I had astronomy this morning. It's a
required course - meaning I'd never take it unless I had to - but it's
actually mind-blowing once you realize that time and space are just
huge." She stops and looks over at Ushman. "Am I talking too much?
I'm just excited. And nervous. I can't believe what I said to you
this morning." She buries her head in her hands.
Ushman just drives.
Then, suddenly, she sits up and looks right at him.
"But then, I'm sitting there in astronomy and the professor is
lecturing about the timeline of the universe. Are you aware that
humanity is just a blip? Not even a blip. Just a fraction of a
fraction of what the universe has been and will become? Talk about
perspective. I figure I can't feel so entirely stupid about saying
what I said because, first of all, it's true. And second of all,
there will be no remnant of me or my stupidity. No fossil or
geographical shift that can document, really, even the most
important historical human begins, let alone my paltry admissions."
She looks at Ushman and he smiles, finally. The intensity of her
voice and the rapid pace of her speech thrill him.
"Okay, now I really am talking too much." She sits back against
the seat.
"It's just that you talk so quickly. I must concentrate to follow
you logic."
From The Rug Merchant by Meg Mullins. Chapter 10, pages 117-121 of the hardcover edition. Copyright Meg Mullins 2006. All rights reserved. Reproduced by permission of the publisher, Viking.
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