When I returned from a recent trip to Alabama, I looked purposely at the husband and said, with a hint of remorse, “The bus is gone.”
After a moment of silence, he nodded knowingly and said, “I know. I meant to tell you that--I didn’t see it on my last trip home.”
We studied each other for explanation.
“Where is it?” I asked him, although who could expect him to know?
“I don’t know,” he said matter-of…
