Last night, I was waiting for a bus when I saw a sort of oddly dressed man with white hair peaking out from under his cap about 15-20 feet away from me hanging out in the darker area of the corner. He was squirrelly and I felt like he was looking at me weird as nobody else was around. I kept an eye on him because it was late and I was alone.
“Probably some weirdo perv.”
He hailed a cab which pulled up ahead of me. As he did a jog toward it, he passed me and smiled.
I smiled back. Something was familiar. Then the directions to the cab driver, that voice.