Thirty-One Years Ago
A figure steps down from the bus: Central Station - Barnbridge. She’s a pretty girl, but she wears a dowdy print dress in a style that was fashionable twenty years ago, but which now makes the wearer look as though she is destined for spinsterhood or a life as a librarian.
The girl looks around, her brilliant green eyes alight with excitement, darting here and there, picking out busy people, fashionable skirts and blouses, jeans cut low at the waist and tight at the thigh, and trendy sneakers in bright colours.
Smiling delightedly, she sets out, following the crowds. A roadside stand is serving something that smells of sizzle and onions and she orders a large one, paying for it from a handful of notes curled up in a pocket. The stand owner raises a brow as he sees t
