(Bus Stories #3)
BY BEATRICE EKWA EKOKO
They wear their hair short and neat except for the girl in the middle who is dressed in jeans and a sweatshirt and low canvas sneakers. Her untidy hair frames a pale face. It is the same colour as her eyes, which are smoldering amber with glints of gold. Her nose is sharp, a little too long for the face. It ends in a tight point. It is a face that modeling scouts would look for. The cheek bones high and broad, the lips shapely and full. Her gaze is frank and direct. She could be beautiful. They could turn her into a beauty.
She has a slim, white hand resting on the shoulder of her girl friend who gazes at the bus ads advertising safe sex and a glorious future with the Canadian Forces. That girl would be comfortable in the academic world of the university, perhaps she is one of those young professor types teaching Women’s Studies, or maybe she is a brilliant mathematician? Whatever she is in the working world, let us say that she is unsettled and self-conscious about the hand lying soft and warm on her shoulder. She likes it, she wishes it would stay there, tightening on her shoulder but she worries about the people on the bus; what they think of that arm now moving around her waist.
The third girl, she is a bodyguard; or more like a proud mother watching indulgently over her children. She seems amused; she’s accepted the consequences before they occur. She has no problem with anybody because she believes in the goodness of her human fellows and that the world is progressive enough to accept them as they are, for what they are.
The slim girl in the middle is in sharp contrast to the other women; she’s not asking for permission. She is unafraid.
Beatrice Ekwa Ekoko is a Hamilton based writer. While she has been engaged throughout her life in various forms of writing, she is excited to be venturing into the world of fiction. Beatrice is a regular contributor to thespec.com and ParentsCanada Magazine. Follow her on twitter @BeatriceEkoko.