Tip-toeing to the bathroom
One morning while on the bus we were stopped at a very busy intersection where two city streets meet. I looked up to see that the light was green for us, and cars were passing us in the left lane. I wondered why we weren’t moving, and I looked out the window to see our bus driver rapidly tip-toeing to the gas station right next to us. Continue reading ‘Tip-toeing to the bathroom’
