Finding Petronella


If you have ever traveled with me on public transportation, you know what happens.  I’ll climb on board, greet the bus driver, and try to inauspiciously find a seat.  Fighting the rising curious urge to look around, I will look at my shoes instead, screwing my expression into the “Don’t-Talk-To-Me-Face” I have been trying to master for this very moment. Despite my best efforts, they will find me.  The woman in a… Read More