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:
Good words.
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