she used to call me maria

February 13, 2020

she used to call me maria. when they first came into my store she called me maria. she would come in with her husband…. they would shuffle through the store buy a few things on foodstamps and never asked questions… but everytime they would stop by the produce dept and say hello I had a bold name tag on  shouting out my name but she still called me maria. 


one day she came in. her husband wasn’t doing well. together we carefully chose things he might be able to eat. he wouldn’t eat she said… her eyes cast down to the floor. we chose some things carefully… and hoped together. a few weeks later I heard he had passed. 

I work an unimportant job in america. I get paid very little and hope I can make ends meet….  she came in weeks later… looked at me and I gave her a big hug. her eyes teared up… i hugged her again.  she looked up and looked at my nametag and said… oh i thought your name was Maria — I said… of course! That is my middle name. I love the name maria. 
she was shuffled off to a smaller home. she hoped to stay in corpus christi… said her kids lived away in houston…. she wanted to stay here but she was alone…. 

and I miss her. 

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11B12DB8-4A48-4C77-8453-C2CADD42C7C5“Novelist Larry McMurtry once said that Odessa, Texas, is the worst town on earth…

Driving to Monahans from Interstate 10 near Fort Stockton the view is all blue sky draped over dry brown scrub brush. Telephone poles march along the endless asphalt on the highway, and oil well derricks dot the landscape. There is a stark beauty to the desolation yet it feels as lonely as the end of the earth…

The hotel parking lot is crawling with oil workers wearing red coveralls with Halliburton patches sewed on them. There is an oil boom in Monahans for the first time in many decades. We check in at the front desk and ask for a recommendation for a restaurant with a decent wine list. There is no wine or liquor by the glass here, we’re told. Pizza Hut and the local Mexican restaurant serve beer, and that’s it.”

Excerpt From the book::   Without Getting Killed or Caught

Author Tamara Saviano