Thursday, February 19, 2009

The bus that never came

Twenty years ago, on a hot summer afternoon, my brother and I decided to take the bus to go to a swimming pool. We waited for over an hour and that bus never showed up. We went back home.
My brother don't remember this ever happened, but I always remember that I was happy at the time, and the fact that the bus never came didn't really matter.

1 comment:

Liu said...