church john korn He was in my line With his wife I pushed buttons I took his cash. I bagged their items. “Are you an Orthodox Jew?” “No” I said, “Why do you ask?” He shares a small laugh With is wife. “Your curly hair… and your nose.” He said. “I was raised Catholic.” I said… “So were we.” He said, with his wife. I stand. I’m a cashier. Christ, when does my shift end. “So you’re not a practicing Catholic?” He asks. “I was raised Catholic.” I say. I look to the left. There are big windows there. I can see outside.