He's running. As the tram pulls up to the stop I can see in his face he's heading straight for the door directly to my right.
Why was it there? It was quite far from the platform, too far to have been dropped which means it can only have been thrown there...
Sometimes there's a moment, often late in the afternoon when my tea has gone luke warm, when a question pops into my head entirely uninvited.
One likes to talk a lot, and has a fairly loud voice, but is very deaf. The other likes to talk a lot, but has mild dementia.
I needed her to put her feet up on the seats, kicking off her heels and eating a "fuck my life" banana.