What Do You Think?

She boarded the bus but I did not pay her attention except to notice she was well dressed and that she sat down behind me.  A stop later the bus driver turned around in his chair and said ‘Miss, would you come here please’. He was looking right at me. I pointed to myself, ‘Me’ …

The Small Case

Walking home on a night-shaded street in the Village, from the most awful theatre production I have attended, perhaps ever, I pass a small, single handle, brown-colored plastic attache-like-case.  It is sitting out on the curb of the sidewalk with the black plastic garbage sacks, waiting for during-the-night-collection. The small case catches my eye and …