Windows Cleaner

I have always dreamed about going up on a skyscraper and descend it on the cart attached by cables and wipe the glass.

So, when Pete called me and offered me the job to wipe the glass of one of the tallest building in the city, I instantly said yes. How could I miss the chance of going on the dream job?

The job was simple enough, wipe the glass clean and do it quick.

Pete controlled the cart and we went from floor to floor, it didn’t feel like I am up in the air except the strong wind. I was so focused in wiping the glass clean and seeing the people pretending to not notice me and Pete, that I didn’t really feel the height.

Squeeze some cleaning solution on the glass in a circular motion and use that cloth to wipe it and gave it a watery treatment and wipe it dry and clean again, and that was it.

There was something I saw in the building during the wiping that troubled me though, Pete didn’t saw it and I didn’t told him, but it was real.

There was this lady in the glass, yes, in the glass, like in between the glass, not inside the building or outside with us, but seemed to be trapped inside the glass.

Every floor we went through, she would be there, either sitting or leaning at the corner or stare at me with her blank eye. Her face was white, plain and untamed, she didn’t have an emotion or movement, except the blinking of her eyes. She just stood there watching, sometimes her eyes would be fixed on me which gave me the chill, but other times she would look at the world outside, the restless city in action.

Maybe she was an imagination of my, maybe the height did messed me up, maybe Pete saw her too but didn’t tell me for the same reason.