"Me neither," the girl says. She looks back out the window. "But I don't think you can just ask the driver to let you off wherever you like. I know they do it in the movies, but I'm pretty sure there's probably some sort of rule against it."

The man smiles. This girl probably has some sort of story to tell, but he's not sure he wants to ask the question. 

"Well, this bus probably just keeps going from one cost to the other. If we stay on long enough, we could see the Atlantic," he says, wistfully contemplating the possibility. The man looks at Angela, who has reached into her backpack and is rifling around for something.

"It's got to be at least another hour until the next stop," she says as she pulls out...

RATE THIS BRANCH!