“Priority Seating” (Part Two-Final)
Copyright 2016 R.B.Bailey Jr
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Sam started praying to himself that this little girl gets off at the next stop, or just shuts up for awhile.
There was an announcement over the PA, then the train slowly started moving again.
“Great! We’re movin’…” Sam started to say, but the little girl’s glare stopped him cold.
The little girl kept staring at Sam with a very angry look on her face…no more words ever came out.
Just a little small, knowing smile.
Lulled by the squeaking of the plastic straps against their poles, and the gentle sway of the train, Sam drifted back off into a deep sleep this time.
His last image of the girl was her brown, angry eyes glaring at him through her disheveled hair.
Sam was dreaming about seeing his family for the first time in two years, when he heard alot of commotion on the train, and woke up.
The train had stopped again, and this time, rescue workers were taking some old lady off the train on a gurney.
He saw the little girl again…her and her mom were following the gurney off of the train.
Her grandma did get hurt when the train came to a sudden stop.
This time, the little girl had tears in her eyes, as she looked over at Sam-Sensei.
Her eyes weren’t filled with anger this time…only hurt.
“I’m really sorry…” Sam tried to tell the little girl, but she didn’t hear him.
“You should be ashamed!!” The pregnant lady scolded him, then turned her back to him.
Sam knew that there was nothing he could do, so he tried to forget about it and go back to sleep.
A moment later, the little girl came back and whispered something in his ear.
His eyes opened wide in horror…because he knew she was right.
“NOOOO!” Sam yelled out loud, jumping up, taking a quick glance upward and starting pushing and shoving his way through the packed commuters.
The pregnant lady took the now empty seat, next to the elderly ladies.
Thinking it would be faster, he decided to step off the train and run down the platform to the car he was on before.
Just as he was about to step back on, the doors closed.
Already behind schedule, the train conductor blew his whistle and the train slowly eased on its way to Narita Airport Station…without Sam-Sensei.
Feeling sick, Sam takes a seat on the platform, to figure out what to do next.
He sat down in an orange seat…of all colors.
With all the commotion, the man in the orange knit hat was wide awake…and gave a small wave to Sam, as the train pulled away.
He offered his seat to the next person who really needed it, several stops ago.
Even though it wasn’t a priority seat.
Hello everyone! Im relaunching my “The New Neighbor” t-shirt campaign! If I can get at least 80 reservations, they will go into print! All of the shirts are high-quality cotton, manufactured and shipped internationally from America! All profits will go towards my “Ryo” film project, and other endeavours! Reserve yours today!
Good morning, everyone! Pending an edit in a few weeks, “The Courageous Girl With The Special Gift” is finished.
I had always prided myself with writing stories that are plausible…which means that under logical circumstances, the events in my stories COULD happen. I kinda stepped away from that this time…and it felt strange. But, an exploritory kind of strange.
It turned out to be MUCH longer than I intended, but that’s ok. I’ll go back through later, and pull out the turning points for the children’s book version.
This would make great animation…if anyone is interested…
For now, gotta return my attention to a lonely widower man and a punk teenager.
When I get “The Courageous Girl…” published (more than likely the original length, first), Ill post a proclomation, declaration or some witty anouncement in advance.
Thanks for reading…
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This was my second Guns N’ Roses show that I have seen, since moving to Japan in 2001. My wife likes Man With A Mission, so it was a win-win for both of us! It was my first trip to Saitama Super Arena, and I have to say I was very impressed. I had no idea there were actually two inner walls, blocking the sound from the lobby (no wonder you can’t hear anything from out on the street!), much like a music studio.
The sound was great…nowhere near as garbled as it was when I seen them at Makahari-Messe, back in 2007. One thing though…whoever introduced GNR called out “TOKYO!!!”, rather than Saitama…even the concert tees had “Tokyo” printed on them. Kinda funny…
Neither of us stayed for the entire show (my wife left after MWAM finished their opening set), with me leaving about 90 mins into GNRs set.
Being a former tobacco user back in the day, quitting was one of the best things I could have done for myself. It all started with chewing tobacco at age 11, bringing on smokeless tobacco and cigarettes later.
Even losing my mother (a two pack-a-day smoker) to lung cancer (and all associated diseases that tobacco use can cause) didn’t sway me none.
Moving to Japan when I was almost 31 was my chance to quit, and I took it.