100 Word Story: Bus

The bus driver called into the rain “hop on!”

The Army sergeant climbed in and started toward an open seat in back. From the front seat, a man with a brown hat stood.

“Take this one, soldier. You need it.”

The soldier nodded and sat. The other occupant of that front seat looked out the window to the rain. The weary soldier closed his eyes, opened them when he felt her turn towards him. Her eyes were hazel. She had been crying.

They were married for sixty-three years. The sergeant’s granddaughter grew up knowing that angels wear brown hats.

1940s era Greyhoud passenger bus
Image courtesy of Free Library of Philadelphia

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