I knew I’d be late. The platform was full and the train was delayed. I hoped she didn’t think bad of me, but I knew it would be a check in the wrong box. Text message: I’m late. Maybe 15 minutes. Her: as usual. She thought bad of me, I knew it. On the train I held on to a pole, while I held my paperback open with my other hand. Turning the page on the long straight stretches of track, so I didn’t tip over onto the passengers who were sitting. I stepped on a woman’s foot, and my shoulder was up against a backpack with something pointy in it.
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#68
I knew I’d be late. The platform was full and the train was delayed. I hoped she didn’t think bad of me, but I knew it would be a check in the wrong box. Text message: I’m late. Maybe 15 minutes. Her: as usual. She thought bad of me, I knew it. On the train I held on to a pole, while I held my paperback open with my other hand. Turning the page on the long straight stretches of track, so I didn’t tip over onto the passengers who were sitting. I stepped on a woman’s foot, and my shoulder was up against a backpack with something pointy in it.