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Bonding Across Cultures 8/3/2013 9:04:56 AM
"I don't usually take children," said the tall woman. "They would be a pain, running up and down the stairs and bothering everyone. My boarders are mostly men. Some of them work at night, and I keep the house quiet so they can sleep in the daytime."
David stepped forward and said in his best English, "I am not a child, Ma'am. I am 12 years old and had my Bar Mitzvah two months ago. The Rabbi complimented me on my reading from the Torah. He said I was the best he had heard in our whole town. We are very tired now from a long journey across the ocean. May we please have a room?"
His curly brown hair and innocent brown eyes melted Mary O'Connor's heart. David stepped back respectfully to wait for her answer.
"Well then, I suppose I could take you and your aunt in since you are no longer a child. What is your name?"
"David Joseph Mayer," he said.
"My late husband was a Joseph, but not your kind. Not at all your kind. My name is Mary Ann O'Connor," she said. She held out her hand to David.
These are characters from the story "The Immigrants," from my short story collection, The Hospitality Connection.
