The bus stop
Then the boy saw the bus stop. The bright lad realized that if he stood there, a bus would drive by. He would be able to get in and find his way home. This was, of course, quite exciting. It took quite some time before a bus finally showed up. Margaret had finally stopped in front of him and that made the boy feel very relieved.
The story seemed to have a happy ending, but something gnawed at Margaret. Something didn’t sit right with her.