PART 1 – THE CRAZY THING – A SHORT STORY

The crazy thing about November was that it had gone by just as quickly as October…

But it had changed everything.

How your world can change – turn upside down, for better or worse – in the matter of a month, or even a minute…

And Adrian had just that affect on Jane.

The first time Jane saw Adrian, she knew her life would be different.

There he was, there they were – waiting for the bus together.

Jane had a long way home, and she didn’t know which stop he would get off at. She’d never seen him before, so he must have been new.

When the bus grew near, so did her nerves about stepping onto the same vehicle as this mysterious, gorgeous man.

What if they had to share a seat? What if they had to sit at opposite sides of the bus? Jane couldn’t make up her mind. This guy was her first real crush.

The bus came to a full stop, roaring its strong engine, the scent of diesel stinging her nose. It was a cold, rainy day. She ran her mittens along her arms to keep warm.

As the doors opened, she focused on the muddy ground. Her heart raced.

“Here, ladies first.” She heard him say, as he gently stepped out of the way.

“Oh, why, thanks.” She responded, mouse-like.

Stepping onto the steep stairs clutching her bus fare, she saw that the only two seats that were free were at the very back of the bus.

(Let me know if you’d like me to continue this as a little series. Just kind of exploring short stories at the moment.)

-tmtf

Photo from Pixabay.com, by marmax

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Author: tiredmindtypingfingers

Writing about writing and chronic illness, and trying to make something out of it.

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