The old gentleman stood suddenly, straightening his coat in the same movement. Clunk, clunk, went his walking stick as he rapped it twice upon the floor.
Ding! The bus light chimed, before coming to a stop just as the gentleman reached the doors.
I watched from my seat as he walked away at a casual pace. He looked back once, and for a moment his eyes shone brighter than the stars…in the next moment, the look was gone, and he raised his stick in a salute before turning away
This is a flash fiction I wrote with a larger story in mind. Maybe it will come to be written, maybe not, but I thought you might enjoy this little bit.
Thank you for reading!