The Only Passenger

Dear Sandy,

I was driving the Langley shift this morning, and boy, let me tell you: it was just me and the radio for a while. Then this kid gets on, says his name is Chaz, and asks if I want to see something. I ask, More boredom? He says, No. So I say, sure, and how-'bout-it: he starts juggling.

Now this is so interesting it causes me to forget the wheel and the bus crashes into Central Park Lake.

When the cops drag me and Chaz out from the water and up onto the shore, they're about to arrest us, but then Chaz asks if the cops want to see something.

So they say yes, and next thing I know, all the cops have arrested themselves.


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