A Stifling Afternoon Ride
The city bus rattled its way down a narrow street, every seat taken, every handlebar clutched. The air inside was heavy—thick with heat, chatter, and the faint squeak of old brakes. At the next stop, a young woman stepped aboard. She wore a simple summer dress, her steps careful, her hands gently resting on her rounded belly. Seven months pregnant, she carried herself with quiet dignity, but the strain on her face made it clear: standing would not be easy.
She gripped the nearest pole, her breathing already uneven, her body swaying with each sudden stop of the bus.