An old woman stepped off the bus,she had frayed grey hair and wrinkly hands as she saw an old gentleman sitting on the bench.
'Its been a long time old friend.' The old woman said as she struggled to walk and sat beside the old man.
'Marin. I have missed you.' The old man said with a tear in his eye.
'As did I Ely. As did I...' The old woman and the old man sat peacefully on the bus bench and watched the buses drive away in the sunset of the sky.
The End.
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The Bus Stop
Short StoryA short story about a girl who's always late and a boy who doesn't have a car.
