The Girl at the Post Office

I took a trip through the rain to the Post Office the other day to mail a book that I had sold and parked next to a green SUV with a Saint Michael’s College decal displayed across the rear windshield. A girl I vaguely recognized got out and walked ahead of me to the counter where she asked about the Now Hiring sign hung by the side of the road. “We need a substitute rural carrier,” the clerk replied. The girl said thank you as she turned away to leave, and I watched her tread quickly out of the lobby and back to her car.