Hour Fifteen: Prompt:  When confronted by a stranger, and perhaps her perspective.

I am ticked off! Why does she look so cool and comfortable in this heat on this delayed train!

So, I picked on the cool composed one.

I felt like it. Annoyance bloomed in me, and I felt safe.

Anyway, she didn’t look dangerous.

She looked relatively docile and when she didn’t answer me, I went ballistic. Others laughed, so I left the train too embarrassed to say sorry. DMW