Thursday, October 17, 2019

Bus Report #1044

Three days in a row waiting for the 33 with the woman who works at St. Mary's. We spend half the time wondering if the bus is late or if the bus apps are wrong, the other half of the time chatting about traveling.

"Have you seen that foreign guy?" she asked yesterday.
"Not in a while," I replied.

Just as the bus pulled up, Olga tottered across the street, leaning on her cane.
"Right on time," I said, grinning. She smiled back and climbed on board.

The mom with the sweet sons was already seated with the kids, the little boy nestled against her side. Sitting still, smiling and staring off into the distance. The older boy chugged from his water bottle and played with his mother's phone.

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