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Mitchell continued his search for the dry milk. He found it next to the
imported tea, and then walked quickly to the checkout counter. He hoped that he
could check out fast, because if that woman finished her shopping and then stood
in line behind him, he would simply walk out of the store without buying
anything. The checker slowly rang up his bill, took Mitchell’s money, and gave
him his change. It was 11 p.m. Mitchell did not look around as he walked out of
the supermarket. He wondered if he would ever get that woman’s face out of his
mind.
When he got into his car, he felt ashamed of himself. That poor woman, he
thought. She probably never ventured out in the daytime. She probably did
everything she could to avoid people. That was truly a face that even a mother
might not love. She must feel so lonely. How could God let that happen to
people, Mitchell wondered.
Long ago, there were colonies for outcasts. Lepers, for example, lived in
leper colonies, where they had social contact with their peers. But there are no
“wart colonies” for people covered with facial warts. They have to exist with
“normal” people.
“She should try duct tape,” suggested a coworker of Mitchell's the next
day. “I saw them demonstrate it on TV. You just stick it on the wart for 48
hours, and your wart disappears!” |
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