The Woman On The 7:15 Bus

A Simple Offer Leads to a Mystery

One morning, the sight struck me more than usual, and I decided to act. I simply offered to help. She looked up, and a small, pleasant smile touched her face, but said nothing in response. It was a silent refusal, or perhaps just a quiet acknowledgment. After that brief interaction, the woman vanished from the route, and I didn’t see her for a week after that.

When she finally reappeared, the routine was broken in a truly strange way. As we passed a busy stop, she quietly slipped something heavy into my bag. It happened so fast that the move was completely unexpected. She had the audacity to do it so quickly, I barely noticed until I got off the bus and felt the weight shift.

The Discovery of the Journal

A surge of confusion and curiosity washed over me. At first, I thought it was a mistake. I immediately wondered, Maybe she meant to put it in her own bag and missed? Standing there on the pavement, I knew I had to look. I opened it right there on the sidewalk, half-embarrassed, half-curious.Continue reading…

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