Bus Ride Back Home

You told me to get on the bus to go home, so I scurried out to the curb just as the big yellow town bus hissed to a stop! I slipped through the open folding doors and scrambled up onto a green vinyl seat by the window. Nestled between the cushioned seatback and the wall, I pulled a forgotten paper bus transfer slip over my lap like a ticket blanket. When the motor hummed to life, the window pane vibrated with a gentle, soothing buzz. I pressed my plush cheek against the glass, watching the brick school roll away behind us as we headed straight for home.