304. I Won’t Back Down
No one in the bus said anything for the first several minutes. I mean, not a word. I’m not sure why. Maybe they were waiting for me to say something first.
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294. Keep Your Hands to Yourself
The next morning, I woke to the sound of giggling. It took me a moment to remember it wasn’t just some groupie having a laugh. Then I started listening to what they were saying. They were in the back lounge, and with the AC currently running on low, I could hear them well enough. “A […]