The train was busy, too busy. All the seats were taken and every standing space occupied. As the first stop approached, she stood up from her seat and put on her coat. Each pair of eyes were on her. She then tilted her head back slightly and flicked her hair, so it sat outside of the collar of her coat. As she turned to make her way towards the door, she found herself pressed against one person after another. Clutching her bag she bumped, squeezed and struggled to escape. Finally, just as she fled the crowd, she brushed passed me. My stereo shuffled and started to play…...
