We all worked there–the entire family.<\/p>\n
It would always happen when we were in the back,<\/p>\n
with the cameras poised to capture store traffic.<\/p>\n
Chopping strawberries or pineapple into bite size toppings,<\/p>\n
I’d look up and see a figure enter the glass entrance door,<\/p>\n
pull off my food safety plastic gloves,<\/p>\n
wiping my hands on my apron as I entered the front–<\/p>\n
to find no one.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
All of us had the experience.<\/p>\n
Not even counting the time I searched everywhere for the mochis,<\/p>\n
nowhere to be found; I gave up and busied myself with stocking paper cups,<\/p>\n
when SLAM, a package of mochis slapped the cement, seemingly from the roof.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
A psychic said a meth addict died behind the store, a young man.<\/p>\n
So, when I stood in my own home, facing the kitchen entryway,<\/p>\n
the others with their backs to the door,<\/p>\n
I asked, “Who’s that?”<\/p>\n
When they turned, the long-haired, young man in the long trench coat was gone.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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