Goodreads asked Tina Farr:

What mystery in your own life could be a plot for a book?

Tina Farr I saw a passenger on a bus. He was dripping wet and he got on the bus. It was the dead of winter and he was wearing a white T-shirt and some shorts. He was also barefoot. He paid his fair and sat in the last row. He was kind of a pale, Grey color. I could see his reflection in the mirror and couldn't help but glance at him from time to time. When the bus reached its last stop I looked to see if he was getting off, but he was gone.

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