Bus Ride

Maddie and Steve woke up to that sensation in their stomachs of the bus slowing down. The low tones of the bus driver announcing their stop. Maddie tilted her head and her eyes scanned back and forth as she gathered her senses and checked through a mental list. Put away the book. It's raining. Bag above the seat. Unplug the charger cable. She touched her face and the front of her shirt for her glasses. Felt them under her right hip. Bent.

Steve reacted slowly, felt the stiffness in his hands. A nearly imperceptible turn to look out the window announced a knot in his left shoulder. He heard clicks from stiffness in his neck.