That Old Hat

That old hat turned up on the bus driver’s head on the same day he slammed his fist into some lady’s burgundy briefcase.  I’ve seen that old hat before, I thought.

3 responses to “That Old Hat

  1. I wondered whether the hat had come as a judgement for his outburst like the scarlet letter, or if rather it had been a catalyst which had pushed him to his limit. And from whence did it come?
    I leaned my head against the polished glass window and shut my eyes while I imagined that scene in my mind….

  2. – Asking for a friend… “How did Jeffswitt’s comment appear in 2015 after a duplicate of this same story prompt about the bus driver’s hat.”
    🙂

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