But there is a different sound. A tapping sound that was not in the rhythm of the storm's song.Moving to the front of the bus, I heard it more distinc...ly, someone or something was rapping on the door. I couldn't see anything in the sea of swirling white. Friend or foe I was not sure, but I could not in good conscience leave whomever it was to the certainty of freezing to death.I opened the door to find a huddled figure leaning against the side. It was bent nearly double in it's attempt to keep. All this time strangely I never rally lost my faith, and I continued to go to the local Methodist Chapel near the University every Sunday. It was one Sunday night after the evening service that I met our local Ministers wife as I walked along the tow path by the canal. It was a lovely summers evening after a warm summers day the sun was just setting, and there were a few couples strolling along the tow path with their arms locked round one another enjoying each other and the balmy summer. More

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