I trotted out of the cornfield and walked back to the bus stop. In the distance, the bus’s headlights shone along the lonely road. Its brakes squealed to a stop.
I tried to relax as I rode back into the city, stop by annoying stop. My leg jittered incessantly the entire ten miles from the edge of town back to the city center. More than once I found myself thumbing the butt of the gun behind my back.
I hopped off the bus just north of downtown, less than a mile from where I’d caused a massive ca...
Published on November 07, 2013 02:00