The bus route that doesn’t exist yet

I was standing at the stop near the old rail yard, watching a bus roll past with no one on it. The route’s been delayed for three years—just a dotted line on the map, a promise in a council report. But tonight, for a second, I swear I saw a kid wave from the back window like he knew it would come. That’s how these things start, isn’t it? Not with plans or funding, but with someone believing hard enough to make the empty bus feel real.