As I wait for the evening bus to my hometown, a stray sidles up to me, sniffing with a dusty nose and occasionally brushing it against my jeans. She then settles down on her haunches and continues to gaze soulfully until I melt and treat her to a packet of biscuits. From there on she follows me faithfully till I board the rickety bus for a long journey back to the city I once knew.
the passing car rattles
a cloud of dust