Sunday, March 4th, 1:00pm
Oliver (and Zoey)
Oliver sits at the window. Zoey takes the seat beside him.
Oliver: Forty-three, forty-four, forty-five.
The bus stops at a traffic light and Oliver stops counting.
Oliver: (to Zoey) I’m counting street lights.
Zoey: Oh.
Oliver: (as the bus starts again) Forty-six, forty-seven, forty-eight, forty-nine, fifty, fifty-one, fifty-two.
The bus stops to pick up a passenger and Oliver stops counting.
Zoey: Why are you counting street lights?
Oliver: Because I have to go back the other way when it’s dark, and I need to know when to get off.
Zoey: What if one of the street lights is out?
Oliver stares at her.
Zoey: You might not see it.
The bus starts up again.
Oliver: (panicked) Where was I? Quick!
Zoey: You counted fifty-two.
Oliver: Fifty-three, fifty-four, fifty-five …
Next stop: Monday, March 5th, 6:00pm
