The train passes a massive amount of blue lights lining both sides of South Boulevard. I stare out at the cop cars as a large group of people are lined up outside an apartment complex with their hands in the air. They fade in the distance as the train speeds on. I look down at my phone. The train slows up and stops at the Archdale station. People exit and board. As the train begins to move I look out the window again. There is someone looking into my eyes. It is a man running next to the train with a colorful soccer jersey on. His face is heavily tattooed. He looks at me with a slight smile as he keeps pace with the train. After a bit he can no longer keep up. He winks at me, makes a big smile and gives me a thumbs up. I look back and see two policeman running after him in pursuit.
“You know that guy?” a young woman asks who is sitting facing me on the train.
“No, don’t know him,” I reply.
“Well I sure like his positive attitude,” she says nodding seriously. “World needs more positivity.”
Gene G. McLaughlin 2016
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