Is this the bus?
Last week I pulled into a bus stop because someone was sitting in the bus shelter. The man got up and stumbled to the outside of the shelter, propped himself up-somewhat and cigarette hanging out of his mouth asks, “Is this the bus?” Continue reading ‘Is this the bus?’
It’s just a movie
I was heading home from work today, and just so happened to get on a bus driven by my friend Valerie (we went through training together and always chat when we get the chance). She told me that earlier in the evening she had pulled up to a stop on East Lake and seen a woman in a bus shelter lying on the pavement in a pool of blood! Continue reading ‘It’s just a movie’
