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She sits beside the newspaper stand in the deli’s small porch, on its black and white chequerboard tiles, leaning against a locked red door. Cross-legged, hands cupped in her lap. ‘Please,’ she calls to passers-by. ‘Please.’ Not with desperation, nor with any particular pathos, but calmly, conserving energy for a long day’s work.
We don’t speak. I slip her olives, some days, but it’s as though I do it behind my own back. I don’t offer sliced meats in case they’re offensive to her. She materialises in the same place again and again, like a flame rising along a wick.
I’m sent outside to tidy the newspapers. I step around her, keeping my feet clear of her fabrics and plastics bags. It hasn’t been a day for generosity. There’s gum in my pocket but I don’t offer it. She never seems to remember me from one day to the next.
I have a room in a shared flat. That’s all. A rented bed, a cupboard.
‘Go back where you came from.’
I snap my head around. A woman walks past us, swishing expensive hair. Clip, clip go her heels along the pavement. Her words tumble behind her, like a piano falling downstairs. Go back where you came from.
I look at the girl. She is staring straight ahead with her mouth open. She is seeing something in her mind’s eye that I cannot imagine. Something the woman cannot imagine, either.
Go Back Where You Came From. The words are neon-lit, suspended in air above the road, above our high street with its pavement cafes and artisan shops, above the swelling Thames. The river is larger than the city – there’s room in it for everyone. The woman has already disappeared into the crowd.
I wonder where she comes from.
‘I’m Clare,’ I say, but the girl gives the slightest shake of the head, as though she has heard enough.
Josie Turner lives in a small town outside London and works for the UK’s National Health Service. Her short fiction has been published in journals including Mslexia, Ellipsis Zine, Noble/ Gas Qtrly and Mechanics’ Institute Review Online. In 2016 she won the Brighton Short Story Prize and received the Sue Lile Inman Award for Fiction from the Emrys Foundation.