Stormy P.O.V.
Pull off! Pull off! Damn! It's really pouring down raining out here. I am free! I couldn't take being locked up a second longer. Move! Move! Light change, please! Light change, please!
Thank you, Goddess! A seat is available. I jump in it before anyone else can take it and place my duffle bag in my lap. I am a little wet but nothing I can't handle.
"Excuse me! What time is it? My phone died!" I asked the elderly gentleman beside me.
"It's 5: 30 in the evening, young lady." he replied.
"Thanks! I hate to bother you, but what bus is this? I rushed on trying to get out of the rain." I probed as the bus came to a stop at an intersection waiting for the lights to change about two blocks from the Capitol building at the Capitol building parking lot.
I looked out the window
