Jenny
A lone figure steps from a bus.
Simply dressed in jeans and a tee-shirt, long red hair tied back in a pony-tail, the figure drops a rucksack at her feet, looks right, then left, then all around.
She doesn’t look lost, more…. assessing….
Remembering perhaps….
Then, with a sigh, she swings the rucksack over her shoulder and steps out.
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The work isn’t great, and neither is the pay, although there is a little extra for working the midnight shift.
She cleans tables, clears dishes, serves cheap meals and hot drinks to late-night customers. And she is still working when the early shift-workers amble into the road, clearing garbage and rattling bins.
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Working behind the cafe bar, making up sandwiches and snacks, at first Jenny doesn't notice.