Bus Runner, by Guy Fletcher

Colin sat bored on the commuter bus. He had a hangover and was not looking forward to 8 hours in a stuffy office.

All of a sudden he spotted a blonde woman start sprinting for the bus as if in the Olympics. it’s amazing how fast people run to save a few minutes, he mused, a sick part of him wishing she would miss it.

Then he recognised her as she sprinted past his window. Their eyes briefly locked. It was his ex-wife. The bus departed without her and memories filled his day of better times … now long in the past.


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