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......AND
THE KITCHEN SINK
By Nanomage.
Marvin Lester threw the letter on the ground and stomped on it. "Emotionally
unfit!" he raged, "Mentally unballanced!" he twisted his foot on the papers.
"Take early retirement or be dismissed! I'll show those bastards! After me
there will be a whole new meaning to the words 'Going Postal' "
The words rang out in the empty Postal Substation. Soon the Mailcarriers
would arrive and do their primary sort before delivery. But for now Lester
had the place to himself. Muttering words in the old tongue, taught to him by
his aged grandmother many years ago, he called upon his gift. A gift of
cursing. His family long ago chose not to use this terrible power, and even
Lester himself had forgone it. 46 years of unused latent evil came to his call.
And what better place to use it than on the packages here on the sorting floor.
One by one he touched them giving the contents a slight aura of the
impending evil that would befall the user of whatever the package contained.
He came to his biggest headache, A large package. just slightly out of size for
it to be delivered. It had sat there for weeks waiting for the addressee to claim
it at the window, but no one came for it. He sneered at it and delivered his
worst psychic blow. The package absorbed it, without showing the slightest
trace of the curse. Stunned and enraged, Lester shook the box and filled it
with the entirety of his rage. He pushed with all of his will, the rage and
anger, the frustration and contempt, all of the petty urges and ill wishes of his
life into the package. Spent and drained, he looked again at it. It remained
untouched by the power.
Wearied beyond caring, he set the package on a dolly and trundled it out to
the truck that served the route of the addressee. He returned to his desk, lit a
forbidden cigarette, and drank the last of his stale coffee.
The morning shift found his lifeless body holding the cup and the stub of a
burnt out smoke.
There is nothing on earth more unlovely that the butt crack of an overweight
plumber, Alvin Haskings thought as he watched the installation of the
institutional sink in the cafeteria. He had meant to pick the stupid thing up
from the Post Office weeks ago, but when he found out it was not the new
commode he had asked to be donated, and incidentally to replace the ancient
one in his office bathroom, he had lost interest. As he stood there, he noticed
an envelope on the floor in the mess of packing materials. he slipped it into
his pocket.
The Plumber grunted as he tried to match the fittings to the old worn out
pipes of the old school cafeteria, "Listen Buster, I don't need supervision. I
am only here because it beats 60 days in stir for a D. U. I. conviction.
Besides it got me out of having to look at my fat ugly wife and no account
son for the day. " he reached out a hairy paw and grabbed a wrench.
"Oh so you think that running a homeless shelter for the criminally nutty is
some kinda picnic? I get the dying druggies, the worthless drunks, the dried
out hookers, and the pregnant little thugs in training. This old High School is
the shelter of last resort, if it wasn't for the fact that the door is open out front
it would be the same as running a damn prison. I barely get enough donations
to keep this friggin' place open."
Barely did not quite fit the description, it was adequate, if not generous, if
Alvin had not been taking a big chunk off the top. His personal nest egg from
running the shelter was close to one and a half a million. The only thing
keeping him there was greed.
The Plumber came out from under the sink, turned on the water, and washed
his hands. Alvin saw a slight distortion, a ripple in his vision as the man
scrubbed. He watched as the plumber shortened, and the potbelly shifted to
his chest and rear. the facial features softened and the hair lengthened and
arranged itself into a pony tail. Finally, as the man, or woman, turned to
Alvin, he saw the nametag change from Ray, to Rae.
"That should do it." The woman said, "If you need any more work done, call
me. I'll do it for parts only. Now I have to meet my wife and daughter for
lunch."
"Thank you." Was all the stunned man was able to say. and retreated to his
office on the other side of the building.
Behind the sink, the wall reorganized, becoming fresh and new, the pipes
took on a shine they had not had in decades, and the floor tiles looked newly
laid. The effect worked its way through the plumbing and along the walls. As
the room was completely enclosed in it, the fixtures and contents of the room
acquired the sheen of newness. Empty shelves filled with canned goods, the
big refrigerators with fresh produce and meat. Two volunteer kitchen
workers, both there doing community service, became young women without
even noticing that they had been men only moments before.
The effect continued along the outside of the building, as the soft edged
bricks took on a new sharpness, and the paint freshened, The sign in the
front of the building changed from, 12TH AVENUE SHELTER FOR THE
HOMELESS, to SUSAN B. ANTHONY SCHOOL FOR DISPLACED
CHILDREN.
Alvin lit a cigarette with shaking hands. What the hell had he just seen?
people do not change like that, it was not possible, yet he had seen it. He
jumped as the broken air conditioner on the roof roared into new life. This
was insane. he closed the window, no need of a breeze when cooler air was
coming from the vents, which had lost the thick covering of paint. The
window itself no longer had cracked panes.
Now the other buildings in the old High School began to change. Some
classrooms restored to full working order, other buildings becoming dorms,
with small tidy rooms with two beds in each, and bathrooms at the ends.
Old, broken men and dried out women shifted forms, taking on a youth and
vigor long missing, and the shabby clothing altered to frilly white blouses
and plaid skirts. All of the people lost their air of hopelessness, and they
found new hope in their teen and preteen bodies. No one really cared that
they were girls, each took this change as a second chance, and the memories
of the past failures faded in the face of a better future.
The men wearing the "STAFF" T-shirts that Alvin had hired at minimum
wage to keep order in the shelter, found themselves, wearing the clothing of
young professional women, filing the clothing perfectly and carrying soft
briefcases full of lesson plans. In the room where the pregnant teens had
congregated, the girls lost the sullen look that was common to them, as a
pretty woman, who only a short time ago, was an aged RN dismissed for
drug use, gave them lessons on prenatal care. In one of the science labs, A
male college professor, who had lost his position for unlawful activities with
a minor, looked at her lovely new face and wept in joy, in her hands she held
a letter naming her the new general science instructor, giving her the chance
again to do what she truly loved, teaching, untainted by the one indiscretion
that had destroyed her previous life.
Alvin sat in his chair in sick horror. lettering on his office door had appeared,
and it did not take too much effort to read the reversed words. ALVINA
HASKINGS ADMINISTRATIVE DIRECTOR. He knew that any minute,
whatever had changed the plumber would take his manhood as well. The
walls had changed from tired institutional paint to a cheery floral wallpaper,
and paintings and other homey touches filled the room. through the open
door to his private bathroom, new lavender fixtures gleamed. he whimpered
as the furniture in the office began to take on a feminine styling. outside in the
formerly empty outer office he could hear someone moving, and from time to
time a chirp of a telephone and a cheerful female voice answering it, things
that had not been there before. He knew that his fate was sealed. There would
not be an escape, this was his punishment. He nervously chain-smoked and
waited for the inevitable.
The magic of the sink rolled over the Gym and the athletic field. It struck the
fence bordering the school, the broken and warped links repaired themselves,
and pink slats filled the gaps in the links. In a garage near the playing field
several aging vans and a decrepit schoolbus shed their years and became
modern and clean. The magic crested, and stabilized.
Alvin was no longer spared, the space round him completed the change, and
now his own body took in the effect. His chest took on a showgirl's heft and
cleavage, as the dress shirt became a low cut but tasteful ruffled blouse, the
pants crawled up his legs, altering to a basic pleated skirt. Pantyhose and
pumps replaced shoes and socks. The vest and jacket reassembled as the top
for a ladies business suit. he felt a weight on his head, and something
dangling from his ears. His watch became dainty, as did his hands.
Alvina walked as a sleepwalker to her bathroom, and without hesitation,
refreshed her makeup. Her hair was dark brown and styled up on her head,
small dangly earrings in pierced settings. She appeared to be in her late
twenties. Though she remembered everything, Alvin's schemes and games
no longer had any interest, and the scammed money belonged to Alvina as an
inheritance. She thought of the money as allowing her to be free to serve, not
to squander as Alvin planned to do.
There was a polite knock at the door. and Lisa entered. Though there had
been no Lisa a short time ago, Alvina knew her as her secretary, and friend.
"Want to go to lunch? I have a girl on the desk, and Dan called to say he
would be here later with a student."
"Yes, lunch would be good." The words came out without any effort or
thought, they just happened. Alvina did not know a Dan, or why the name
made her feel good. But She started to find herself moving and thinking in
ways that fit her new form and life. They made their way to the cafeteria,
which was bustling with the business of feeding 200 girls and 30 staff. They
took seats with the staff, and Alvina could name and identify each of them in
their new roles.
After lunch, Alvina busied herself with paperwork. She saw on old man, a
carpenter fired for drunkenness on the job, and hired her as the new shop
instructor, as the man changed to a husky young woman. Later, she noticed a
photograph had come from nowhere, but now sat on there desk. In it, Alvina
stood with a young man behind her, his hands around her waist. Her hands
were on his hands. She knew it was Dan, and again she had a thrill when she
thought of him. And she now remembered that he worked as an Assistant
DA, Liaison to Child Protective Services.
Lisa, knocked on the door, "Alvina, Dan is here with a new student."
The assistant DA, Dan Marlowe led a tall thin white boy in handcuffs into the
room. The boy slouched into a seat and contemptuously lit a cigarette.
"Marcus here knifed a black boy at school, and they don't want him back, no
one does. His parents agreed to send him here, his last chance before
prison."
The white boy sullenly took a draw off the cigarette, not noticing that he was
becoming smaller and darker. before the cigarette was finished, a slim black
girl sat where he had been, the handcuffs changing to a pair of silver
bracelets. Alvina noticed that the papers changed to reflect the alteration, from
male white supremacist, to female black gang girl.
"Marlene, your records say that you were a decent student before you fell in
with that street gang. We can offer you a chance to go to college, can the
street gang do that?"
"No Ma'am," she said.
"You willing to work at it?"
"Yes, Ma'am."
"At this late time it is probably too late to get you to stop smoking, I myself
find it hard to stop. you can be put in a smoking dorm if you wish or go
through a stop smoking program. If you keep smoking, you will have to get
them from your guardian, we do not supply such things."
"I'll take the smoking dorm, Ma'am. My uncle will take care of it. He said he
would not stop me, and he smokes himself. He said if I make good in here he
will take care of that, and anything else I need."
Dan looked a trifle confused, but seemed to accept the changing reality.
Marlene was whisked outside by Lisa, and someone from the dorm escorted
the girl to her new home.
"Dan? We still on for tonight?" Alvina could not believe her voice, she was
asking about a date!
" 'Vina, did you think I would forget? I have the tickets to the Opera right
here, I'll pick you up at seven." Said the slightly confused looking DA.
"Pick me up here, I think I have to settle in some of the new people. Uh, after
the opera, where to, my place or yours?" Again words came out of her mouth
without her choice, but the words and her thoughts were coming closer
together. It was as if she were becoming the person she seemed, while
remembering all that used to be.
"Yours, my place as usual is a wreck. Besides, I had a set of naughty
underthings sent to your place by messenger, I made sure it would fit through
the mailslot."
Alvina's pulse quickened, not in fear, but anticipation. A sudden twist of
magic touched her hand, she saw an engagement ring that had not been there
seconds ago. Maybe this was going to work out OK.
Dan kissed her hand, then planted one firmly on the lips. "Seeya at seven."
"I'll be waiting"
Alvina looked at the engagement ring and smiled. What had she feared? What
she had looked on in horror was the light of healing and redemption. She
looked forward to taking in the tainted and evil, and restoring their souls to
what they could have been, if they had only had a chance.
Then she remembered the letter that came with the sink. it was still in a pocket
in her vest. She pulled it out and opened it.
DEAR, MS HASKINGS
MANY YEARS AGO, I WAS HELPED BY PEOPLE WHO DID NOT
HAVE TO. WHEN I RECEIVED YOUR REQUEST FOR PLUMBING
FIXTURES, I WAS MORE THAN HAPPY TO COMPLY. IN FACT,
AFTER A CHECK OF YOUR CREDENTIALS. I AM MORE THAN
HAPPY TO INFORM YOU THAT MY ACCOUNTANTS AND I HAVE
DETERMINED THAT WE CAN SUBSIDIZE YOUR OPERATION WITH
A ONE MILLION DOLLAR ENDOWMENT EACH YEAR. AT MY
DEATH, A FOUNDATION WILL BE ESTABLISHED TO MAINTAIN
THAT ENDOWMENT. I WILL BE BY SOON TO LOOK OVER YOUR
SCHOOL.
DATHAN WADE WADE INSTITUTIONAL PRODUCTS AND
SERVICES.
Alvin's scam had paid off big. but in Alvina's hands this gift would go for
exactly what it was intended for.
Marvin Lester had redeemed himself without knowing, some gifts, given in
true faith in the goodness of man, cannot be corrupted.
nanomage
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