Re: Bus stop: Misha & Lou
Misha, he didn't feel old, for all that he sounded it. But it wasn't hope or his age that made him sit up some when she said Adrian's name. Now, Repose, it was plenty small. One streetlight, that kind of small, and there was only one Adrian that Misha knew. Course, there were a few thousand folks in town, but only one that he reckoned fit her description so true. "I know your cousin real well." He didn't add that he knew 'bout Adrian's recent troubles, on account of not knowing how much she knew. But he could tell she was fussed for Adrian, and it felt like she wanted the best for him, and that made Misha feel plenty relieved. "He needs folks to listen," he told her, seeing as he reckoned that was plenty true. Adrian, he was a special brand of lost, and Misha had decided that only Adrian could find himself.
He didn't talk 'bout Adrian and forks, seeing as he'd been in Adrian's head, and he didn't reckon that was real fair.
He nodded. "It was folks looking for reasons, and I reckon folks still do that to this day," he said of creation myths. "Folks, they're big on understanding things. It makes us unique, compared to animals." Since they'd already been talking 'bout animals. Now, Misha, he alternated 'tween 'folks' and 'us,' and he reckoned he considered himself other and not, and that was potentially confusing some. "If your grandmomma was a pillar, then I can promise she never said the book didn't matter, not aloud where they could hear," he said standing, hoisting up his fiddle and walking toward the opening bus door. "Why'd you steal the truck?" he asked, curious as he took the small steps up into the bus and scanned his card.
He took himself a seat in front, next to the window, fiddle propped 'gainst the railing that ran 'longside them small steps. He hummed His Eye is on the Sparrow, but the songs were memories, and they were old memories. His present, it didn't include no type of church music. "Animals ain't like folks," was his simple addition, which he reckoned couldn't be interpreted strange by anyone sitting 'round them and with nosy ears.