Tuesday, May 27, 2008

Bussing the Light Fantastic

He is tall and skinny, and always friendly. He is my favorite bus driver.

His mustache looks like it would really tickle my cheek if I gave him a bise. He is French Canadian, so that would not be such a weird thing to do.

As I was getting off the bus late last night, he called after me, "Now you go on straight home, ya hear!"

I laughed, and I did...

Today as I was leaving the bus, I smiled at him and playfully said, "I am going straight home, now!"

I heard him laugh, as I headed straight for home.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Good words.