...re kept in a flower vase were hostile to her. She remembered the loneliness in the evenings when, after leaving all her friends waiting alone for the bus . Her heart swelled with a whimper, and in a moment she could not control her sobs. She kept her face down on the pillow and started sobbing violently. The soothing words of her father or mother’s question as to what hap...

...pieces. The panic at the former university was geting worse. Not a single bus had departed yet. John was hurrying, followed by his wife, Vincent’s g... ...AKS!” Vincent suddenly yelled. Talbot slammed on the breaks and the shutle bus squealed to a halt. As he took a moment to observe outside, he saw an ... ... incent and Lexi stood back to back, about twenty feet be- hind the shutle bus. On either side were three men, six in total, who all looked like they... ...e heard was the cocking of Vin- cent and Lexi’s pistols. “Picked the wrong bus to hiack asshole,” Vincent snapped. “So what now,” the thug asked. “Yo... ...ng like this,” Lexi was impressed. “I’ll tell you when we get back on the bus. It ain’t roids,” Vin- cent responded. As Lexi and Vincent began to wal... ...ave any idea how to cover their tracks,” Vincent suggested. As the shutle bus continued to head further and further away 64 Mike Saxton from Lexi a... ...and Crisco then grabbed the Seeker and carried him outside of the shutle bus. “Josh, I need a feld medic kit to do this. It’ll have a bone saw in i... ...ntly. “It’s a trans- miter. Where did you fnd this?” “ A dead rebel on the bus,” Andromeda fnally spoke. Josh had a sudden look of panic, “What the he... ...been for the past fve months except for two vehicles. A university shutle bus following a 1995 Ford Bronco. They were headed north, into upstate Ne...

...ppening. The text flowed across the screen of her phone. Breaking News – School Bus Bombing – Were Twins Targeted? Fears that teenage twins were t... ...hanging out with Sam. You’re together in classes, in the playground, and on the bus. And you’re wearing that top.” The top that Philip was referrin... ...e football pitch. And that was just by his own team. James looked back down the bus to see Emma Venton kneeling on the back seat, with Anika Ali si... ...te. Emma knew this and played on it. She caught James’s eye from the back of the bus. She’d seen his slight movement before Mr Stark had stood up be... ...heir day, and that she was preparing chicken pie for dinner. Sam looked down the bus at James. He was looking back at her. They’d received the same ... ...ore attention.” “Shut your face!” came another voice from somewhere else on the bus. A hundred conversations seemed to be reaching Sam’s ears all ... ... saw James Blake, a likeable, polite and decent lad, marching to the back of the bus. The teachers would have their hands full now. He hoped his ow... ...ht sight of his sister screaming out in pain, pinned to the upturned roof of the bus, one of her legs twisted at a horrible angle. He was conscious ... ... sound of another explosion which this time seemed to come from the back of the bus. It was deafeningly loud, and already it had become impossible ...

...ng lunch brake, everyone talked about going to a daytime movie and then take a bus to the beach. Some girls went from one to the other and invited t...

... Recently a friend discovered one of my articles in a magazine he found at a bus stop in Southern California. That article had been published in anoth...

...tion that he had almost been blown up by a Palestinian suicide bomber while waiting for a bus in Jerusalem. He had set himself apart from the rest...

... C O N T E N T S Short Fiction A Beheaded Cart Language of Black and Red On the Bus to Town The Butterflies are Laughing The Con Man Come... ...and, cuddled, two silhouettes carved against the inexorably rising day. Return On the Bus to Town by Sam Vaknin Read the Hebrew origina... ...Bus to Town by Sam Vaknin Read the Hebrew original. I must catch the city-bound bus. I have to change at the Central Station and travel ... ...ched out of the mucky soil around our barracks. But there is still way to go. I mount the bus and sit near a dishevelled, unshaven man. His abrade... ...s crumbling watch. His pinkie sports a rectangular, engraved ring of golden imitation. The bus exudes the steamy vapours of a mobile rain forest. P... ..., call on your driver if in doubt. Pay heed to dubious characters and odd behaviours. Our bus is trapped in a honking row of cars, under a seething... ...ic side (they are big on it in penal institutions): How can I prove my whereabouts (on this bus) throughout the carnage? Think alibi. The inmate alw... ...nfirm by writing in this diary (I point at a grey notepad I am holding) that I was on your bus at this hour? I have no pen" – I add. He casts a sid... ...ed on fleshy lips, ending with a flourishing signature. People are murmuring throughout the bus. My answer is equivocal. It could imply armed robber...

...elena can still play. BUSMAN enters, carrying the ledgers. FABRY Look out, Bus, look out for the wires. DR. GALL What's that you're carrying? BUSMAN (...

... miles, when, at length coming up with it, he discovered it to be the last bus- tard in Great Britain, degenerated into a wingless state, and running ...

...ll go to sleep. They return and M. compounds a four-finger peg. CAPT. G. O bus! bus! It’ll make me as drunk as an owl. CAPT . M. Curious thing, ‘twon’...

...ince their arrival. “I’m all in a soak; there was a mess of people in the ‘bus. I wish you lived near a stytion,” said Miss Churm. I requested her to ...

...king the spoil and plunder of the field, they met with several targets and bus- kins of the Amazons; but no woman’s body was found among the dead. The...

...ry in the hope of jogging someone’s memory. Theo’s photo could be seen at bus stops and train stations across the country, accompanied by the words ... ...an’t tell you anything at all,’ Bozo sniffed. ‘I was almost run over by a bus and all you can say is “scoundrel”.’ ‘I’m sorry. I’m just dying to know... ...tons on their coats, pulled up their hoods and hurried off in search of a bus or underground train to take them home. Theo had no home to go to, ho... ... of course. There’s a group of French schoolchildren over there and their bus leaves in f ve minutes.’ ‘How do you know that?’ Theo asked, rather im... ...you make.’ He dragged Theo along by the hand. ‘Come on, or we’ll miss the bus.’ Theo glanced up at the gang of French kids being herded by a few str... ...they realise I’m not French?’ ‘Look,’ Bozo snorted, ‘either we go with the bus or we go with them.’ He indicated to where the police could be seen ci... ...e front called out something and the whole school party moved towards the bus. Theo shuff ed along in their midst and, although he couldn’t understa... ...d?’ ‘And they’re going to help,’ Bozo answered gleefully. They reached the bus and Theo raised his hood so no one would see his face. They boarded in... ...ould they notice? 70 Bozo and the Storyteller His turn came to board the bus but, as he lurched forwards, a large hand came to rest on his shoulder...

... exactly a home. What she ran to, was a little shelter against the back of a bus stop. She was a beggar-girl! 34 She took Twinklinka right away to a ...

...ear old lungs felt like lead weights as Chris plonked herself down on the bus stop bench and stretched out her legs in an unladylike manner. Taking ... ...manner. Taking a deep breath, Chris stood to watch the rickety old school bus draw near, packed with boisterous kids screaming obscenities from the ... ...posture reflected her intensions, as did the angry glint in her eyes. The bus off-loaded a dozen or more students, who moved back in an un-orderly f... ... did not share the same ideals in regards to femininity. Stepping off the bus, without so much as a hello, Kelly continued down the footpath rolling ... ...a watched her mother grasp Mitchell by the arm and haul him back onto the bus, which by this time had many vacant seats. Mr. Jago, the bus driver, t... ...imbed onto another’s shoulders and peering through the back window of the bus, looked straight into Christine O’Keith’s wrath. The woman thumped at ... ... his rear vision mirror at Jackson and his mates, whom now sat silent. The bus driver shook his head whilst mumbling something under his breath perta... ..., she got her nose right out of joint and contacted Chris. She even got a bus down from Sydney to Melbourne… I think it was Sydney, anyway, she came... ...are moment she got, whether it was in the bath, shopping, waiting for the bus or taking Julian to play group. Carrying a little gold pen around with...

...Emma was sitting on a bench next to a bus stop. It was morning on a busy street and the road in front of her was full of traffic. There was a bus shelter next to the bench and there were a few people inside. They were looking at her. A woman was sitting next t...

... as, in an inter- val of three days, the Governor Higginson and the Colum- bus had observed it at two different points of the chart, separated by a di...

...ll go to sleep. They return and M. compounds a four-finger peg. CAPT. G. O bus! bus! It’ll make me as drunk as an owl. CAPT . M. ‘Curious thing, ‘twon...

..., ran up Wall Street to- wards Broadway, and, jumping into the first omni- bus, was soon removed from pursuit. As soon as tranquillity returned, I dis...

...ter time, or else there would have been no one now to help him out of the ‘bus by the Green Park railings, where that spectre took its constitutional ... ...vie, you must look well after me at the crossings, and get first into the `bus, like a good brother.” This appeal to manly protection was received by ... ...d and threw out his chest. “Don’t be nervous, Winnie. Mustn’t be nervous! `Bus all right,” he answered in a brusque, slurring stammer partaking of the... ...p liking the boy. She cried out suddenly: “Quick, Stevie. Stop that green `bus.” And Stevie, tremulous and important with his sister Winnie on his arm... ...e on his arm, flung up the other high above his head at the ap- proaching ‘bus, with complete success. An hour afterwards Mr V erloc raised his eyes f... ... was a pure accident; as much an accident as if he had been run over by a `bus while crossing the street.” His generosity was not infinite, because he... ...d! No Master,” said the Professor sententiously as he rose to get off the `bus. Ossipon followed. “Wait till you are lying flat on your back at the en...