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The Last Bus on Marrow Street

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Eli faced Marcus. 'She'd have stood in the sleet for thirty minutes. I had ten seconds to spare.' Marcus crossed his arms. 'Rules are rules, Eli. I have to write you up.' Eli nodded slowly. 'Then write it up. But I'm waiting for her every night this week.'

Marcus wrote the report, but he added a note of his own at the bottom: 'Driver showed sound judgment.' Eli never knew. The write-up vanished into a drawer, and Eli drove his final six nights exactly as he wanted, waiting for anyone who needed the bus.

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