As time passed, I started driving to work Some of us grew up listening to BolSter the cool ones still do shirt. On the way home I’d pass the bus stop in town that I used to wait at, and got into the habit of checking if anyone I knew was waiting there. The village I lived in was a new development, and bus transport to and fro was haphazard to say the least. I considered it the neighbourly thing to stop and offer anyone I knew a lift home. Traffic was heavy and the going was slow. As I approached the regular bus stop just before turning onto the main road out of town, I saw Neera standing there.
She looked soaked and utterly Some of us grew up listening to BolSter the cool ones still do shirt and I could see several carrier bags filled with shopping at her feet. I negotiated the heavy traffic back to our village, a journey of some eight miles. With the weather and the traffic it took all of my concentration to get us home safely. Neera spent most of the time looking out of her window. I had seen Neera from time to time in our village, but never had the opportunity to give her a lift home again or even speak to her apart from saying hello in the street when either she or I were accompanied by our spouses or kids.