Greyhound people

Greyhound People I felt so tiny beside the black man. It was like something was stuck in my throat so I took my case and walked down the almost empty bus. I muttered at him, because I didn’t dare say anything to him. He was so handsome; he had a big muscular body, a very intense look in his brown eyes and beautiful white teeth. But why were he so angry? I sat down on another seat four rows back in the bus. I didn’t want to sit to close and not too far away from him. I took my