He's tiny and excited, taking his seat next to his young blond mum in the top of the double-decker. He's wearing some sort of headband, and his sandy hair sticks up like a cone behind it.
His mum tells him, "I used to ride on the Sky Train when I was a little girl; it's really high up too!"
"Well, this is the Sky Bus," he informs her.
"You can call it that if you like."
"'Cuz it touches the sky."
I look out at the blue expanse, and imagine the top of the bus is brushing against it.
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