Thank you to people who are nice in life. Like nice bus drivers. A scene:
Ella: Hi. Would you mind letting me off on the corner of Sunset? (A beat.) Please?
Bus Driver: Right here?
Ella: Yeah.
Bus Driver: Are your feet starting to hurt?
Ella: Yeah. Flip flops aren't as comfy as people say they are.
Bus Driver: Sure. I have an older sister. I know how it works. All men should have older sisters.
Ella: That is very true. I am one, so I've done my job.
Bus Driver laughs. Pulls over. Lets Ella off.
Ella: Thank you.
So yes. He was very nice. And I know they're supposed to let you off wherever you want after sunset, but it was still not dark, and sometimes they're just jerks, and he was so friendly, and I was so grateful. The end. Fade Out. Roll credits.
- Ange Friesen
- Toronto, Canada
- I think I might be addicted to books. And noodles. I need the ocean. I want to know everything. Almost. I love love. And loving things. Like love. And like.
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Thank you for your sweet comment on my blog. I know what you mean. Blogland is like finding kindred spirits in strangers halfway across the world which can sometimes feel a little weird! But in a good way. I've added you to my blogroll too :)
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