Gazing out the bus window at 5 a.m. the stars were bright and the words, “The stars must be in alignment,” came to mind. This was the case on my return trip from New York City to Goldsboro. The bus left promptly at 8 p.m. I received a seat in the front of the bus with a pleasant yet not chatty seat mate who was thin. The seat cell phone charger did not work but the driver found another port and a new cable for charging. The gal who threatened me on the way to New York sat near me, and when I glanced at her she moved to the back of the bus. These were good signs.
The bus rolled slowly as it moved out of the City. It was a beautiful night as we rode and once through Holland Tunnel all on the bus were quiet except for one babe chatting up her man. While she talked quietly everyone on the bus heard the entire conversation. I shifted in my seat bumping my seat mate however I did not hear her scream, “Don’t you touch me, bitch!” Another good sign, this was sign two and things happen in threes.
The gal continued to sweet talk her boyfriend or baby daddy. In my mind I thought this could not continue much longer. An hour later I heard curse words and a quick hang up. In my head I thought, “Bitch you should have stopped when you were ahead.” Gosh, I’m getting the lingo.
I once again shifted in my seat and fell asleep at the conclusion of the phone call waking at 5 a.m. I had 6 hours of sleep and the bus was an hour from Goldsboro. Yes, the stars were in alignment on the return trip. Was China Bus redeemed? The answer is still pending.