A Village After Dark by Kazuo Ishiguro

A Village After Dark by Kazuo Ishiguro

 “Oh, yes. Of course, you may have to wait. But eventually a bus will come.” Then he touched me reassuringly on the shoulder. “I can see it might get a little lonely standing out here. But once the bus arrives your spirits will rise, believe me. Oh, yes. That bus is always a joy. It’ll be brightly lit up, and it’s always full of cheerful people, laughing and joking and pointing out the window. Once you board it, you’ll feel warm and comfortable, and the other passengers will chat with you, perhaps offer you things to eat or drink. There may even be singing—that depends on the driver. Some drivers encourage it, others don’t. Well, Fletcher, it was good to see you.”

 

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