The driver stopped the bus for me to come down. A lady turned the corner about fifty yards away from where I was. At the door, without going further, I realized that she stopped paying attention to the noise of the elevator. I thought she was expecting someone, but soon realized that "something interesting" was my coach down. I went down with the help of the collector, I crossed the street toward the lady. She stopped, I continued to stare. I was in some haste, as would a new contract and had a school commitment to time. The lady started talking to me about his niece in a wheelchair - poor thing! I was sick and she needed help. I stood there, trying to be nice, but just trying to get out, I needed to be in school at that time! I was talking and walking, or "running"?! I arrived in time - phew!
... and so was the lady of today. I have a way almost every day!
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