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Wednesday 25 October 2017

The Bus

The bus was coming, they could see it in the distance. There were seven of them at the stop altogether and they had been growing impatient.
The bus turned down a side street.
"What the...?" a woman muttered.
"It must be a different bus," a man remarked.
"There are no different buses. There's only one comes down this road," the woman stated.
A couple of minutes later a bus emerged from another road a hundred yards ahead of the stop.
"Look," said the man.
It was their bus alright and now they'd all missed it.


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