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 Posted: Wed Dec 28, 2011 12:47 am
The strangeness of their look and her company didn't strike Minny. She didn't think about how it might be weird that a young girl and an older girl were both wandering about in alleyways picking through garbage and looking down right dirty. No doubt if someone tried to give her money, she would stare at them in confusion.
Minny nodded, hoisting her bag a little higher on her shoulders. It wasn't really bad now, but maybe later when it was full she would take Micah up on her offer and let the older girl carry it.
She let Micah push her into the alley, practically jumping to the bags that she had indicated. What was slightly damaged? Like a missing button? She tore open a bag to find out. Inside were a lot of colors, not all of them pleasing to the eye. She pulled out a sweater the color of what she assumed the leaves turned when they lost their pretty color in the fall. It was even adorned with leaf stitching in some strange gold color. Her tiny nose wrinkled as she examined the article.
"Are there colors we shouldn't take? because I know my mommy wouldn't wear this ever!"
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Posted: Thu Dec 29, 2011 2:31 pm
Micah gave the alley opening one last good check before she stooped next to Minny to see what she could retrieve. Micah winced at the sight of the sweater as well, touching the rough wool of the sleeve. It itched.
"Well, probably not that," Micah muttered, pushing clothing aside in the bags in search of soemthing that wasn't hideous. "While any clothing will do, let's try and find clothing people will want to wear. Look for something you would wear. Or your mommy would wear. That way people get good things, not just rejects." Micah pulled out a red silk shirt as she finished, as though on cue. She turned the fabric over in her hands, marveling at the condition. On the left sleeve, near the hem, was a slight tear. Nothing she couldn't fix on her own. "Something like this," she held up in wonder, light shimmering off the shirt.
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Posted: Fri Dec 30, 2011 3:56 pm
She nodded, tossing the sweater aside. It was ugly! She dug further, pulling out a smaller bag of socks. They looked alright but for an ink stain that traced a line across one of the pairs. Those were good right? Nothing seemed to be wrong with them, so Minny put her prize in her bag, making sure to put a bag between them and the food items. No use in getting them dirty! Close inspection brought out a turtleneck with a hole in the shoulder, and a hem line that was unraveling. This too went in her bag. Her mom could fix it, or even with a hole, someone would be happy to have it. There wasn't much else in the bag, so she pushed it to the side, and used it as a chair for a more comfortable examination of the second bag.
"I think that it's silly that they don't give these clothes away." She remarked, pulling out articles of clothing one by one and holding them at arms length for inspection. "If they aren't going to sell them, it would be better to give them away then just throw them out. This season really got her thinking about her toys and clothes. She vowed to go through them and instead of throwing them away, she would donate them.
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Posted: Fri Dec 30, 2011 7:48 pm
"You'd think so, wouldn't you," Micah mused, tossing clothing into her bag on top of the food. She wasn't as careful as Minny, she'd admit. Besides that,t he odds of anything in there leaking were slim. Micah was stunned at the amount of jewel tones in the bag. If she weren't so hell bent on winning the competition, then she'd probably just take a bunch of clothes home for herself. The notion made her giggle. After all, it wasn't exactly stealing, not really anyway. It was recycling.
Miacah moved onto her next bag too, and could not see any others around them. "I think after these bags we'll be done, Minny, dear," she whispered, effectivley ripping open the side of the bag with her nails so she could get to the discarded clothing inside.
At Minny's question Micah faltered, but only for a moment. "I suppose," he began carefully, trying to figure out the answer as she went, "that would simply make too much sense. No one wants to make that much sense anymore. I'll never understand why." She winked at the child with a bright grin. "But really, who knows the reason why. I'm sure they have thier reasons. We just don't know them.
Micah was beginning to scrape the bottom of her bag, swiftly running out of options.
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Posted: Sat Dec 31, 2011 1:07 am
Minny absorbed Micah's words thoughtfully, rummaging through the last of her bags. There were a few more items that she could take, and her bag began to bulge with the additions to her collection. The donation people were going to be so happy!
A bright grin flashed across the young girl's face when the older girl winked, and she packed her backpack tight, straining to zip it closed. Someone was going to have a great Christmas with the stuff she had found!
The backpack was hoisted onto her back, and Minny looked up at Micah, smiling widely still. "Thank you for letting me come with you to find stuff!" She said, leaning forward slightly to counter the weight behind her. "Maybe we can do it again sometime!" Sometime when it wasn't almost dinner time, and when her mother wasn't expecting her back.
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Posted: Sat Dec 31, 2011 9:02 pm
Micah didn't bother with tidiness and neatness as much as Minny did. She didn't even fold the clothing. Whatever was in her bag would unfold it eventually, she rationalized and she plunged deeper and deeper into the plastic bag. As she began to scrap the bottom of it, she moved on to the next. There was much to be had from both sacks, but Micah's own bag was growing heavy, and much more would prove disasterous for her back as Micah tried to carry it across town to the library. She glanced in the direction of the building, wincing lightly to herself. Why hadn't she had the oresight to drive? That would have been so much easier.
When Minny spoke Micah turned back to her. She looked at her own sack, heavy, but still mostly empty. She should call it quits as well. Even though there were still quite a few more bags to go through... Micah sighed and shoved her's away, hoisting the heavy burlap one onto her back.
"Yeah... and maybe then well have more time. Maybe we won't even dumpster dive, just hand out somewhere." Micah beamed again and adjusted the pack on her back. She reguarded Minny with a certain scrutiny. Minny had made it this far. If Micah needed to stay and watch her, then she'd know. Right now she knew this girl could handle herself. It was something in her demeanor. She mussed Minny's hair again and stood.
"Later kid," she waved, exiting the alley and heading for the Library.
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