How true
I'd seen you with a group of women at the bus stop late that night. I was travelling on the same route. The bus gradually shed it's customers along the way out of the city.One by one your friends got off at successive stops. Soon there were only us two on board. I saw you getting ready to alight at the next stop. You glanced around, our eyes meeting briefly. There was something about you...I watched you walk down to the front of the bus and step out onto the pavement, your dress swishing palely...