instead of the volunteers? You know, because they might actually know her personally. Half of the volunteers don’t even live in this area. I live all the way out in Queens and am volunteering to avoid jail time… so I wouldn’t ask me.”
Nathaniel huffed at the kid as he practically sprinted out the door; far too eager to avoid doing any of the last minute clean-up that the perkier volunteers were more than happy to work on. While he was annoyed about the teenaged brat trying to avoid talking to him, the kid had a point. Nathaniel headed to the large room in the shelter where all of the cots were laid out and currently being claimed by those fortunate enough to have been at the front of the line. They had had to send people away because they had filled up so quickly.
He first began by walking up and down to aisles to see if the woman was even there, but she wasn’t. She must not have arrived early enough to get herself a space, and this saddened him to imagine her sleeping on the street for the evening. Once he had walked the entirety of the room, he began asking around in an attempt to find someone who might know her. After spending nearly half an hour walking around, it was starting to seem pretty hopeless. The lights were turned down, and most of the residents were curling up in their cots.
Nathaniel didn’t want to continue pestering them, so he headed back into the main room in the cafeteria where most of the volunteers were getting ready to leave. Maggie, the leader of the pack, was signing slips for the high schoolers who were part of a volunteer organization and needed the hours for their programs. “And I really do appreciate all of you coming out today,” Maggie was saying. “Be sure to tell your friends about the shelter; we are going to always be needing new volunteers!” The woman was almost frightfully perky after such a long day of work.
Some of the kids waved and thanked Nathaniel, throwing a few compliments his way for opening up the shelter on their way out, and he offered them a friendly wave. Adam had already left for the evening, eager to retire to bed. Tony was sitting at one of the tables, his head rested on his arms; Nathaniel thought the young man was passed out from exhaustion. Maggie smiled at Nathaniel as he approached. “Did you find the mystery woman you were hunting for?”
Nathaniel chuckled. “Afraid not. I swear it’s like I imagined her.”
“What’s got you so interested?” Maggie questioned.
“She just seemed familiar, and I can’t quite figure it out,” Nathaniel said, writing off his infatuation as mere curiosity; it was hard for even him to believe that he would be attracted to a woman he ran into at a homeless shelter.
Tony sat up suddenly and rubbed his eyes, confirming Nathaniel’s suspicions that he had been asleep. Nathaniel nodded a goodbye towards Maggie and went over, smacking Tony on his shoulder. “Morning, sunshine,” Nathaniel teased.
“Geez,” Tony grumbled, still rubbing his eyes and giving himself a slight slap on the cheek.
“You’ve been running around like a total loon today,” Nathaniel said. “I say we get back to the hotel and call it quits.”
Tony stretched his back. “I saw your room’s got a hot tub,” Tony said, “I don’t suppose I can talk you into letting me use that?”
Nathaniel laughed. “Sure, kid, why not?”
Tony climbed up out of his seat, eager to head back to the hotel. The two men started towards the door when one of the homeless night guests was entering into the cafeteria; the man waved them down before they