“Oh, but I do know you, Joe,” he somehow managed to whisper in my ear from across the train, “I know you better than you could possibly imagine.” How the hell did he know my name? I don’t recall anybody talking to me. I was not wearing a name tag…. Continue reading
The whole train rattled as we hummed down the tracks. There was the sound of a tired blower motor buzzing away in the HVAC unit, a slight metallic ring as it pumped warm air onto the morning commuters. Nobody noticed it over the rattle of the windows, as they shook… Continue reading
“Excuse me, what time is it?” the gentleman asked me as we stood at the light rail stop waiting for the train to arrive. I glanced down at my wrist. Damn. Battery’s dead. I looked at him for a moment my eyes apologizing for the delay in responding. This damn… Continue reading