An incident

He sitting there looking out the window looking past the zooming cars, the dry paddocks and the long horizon. If you didn't see his face, he'd look quiet peaceful but he wasn't. He had dark shadows under his eyes and his chin slightly down. He was frustrated and angry. He was more than that he look depressed. Like he was saying to himself that if one more thing happens he was going to blow, his eyes were ticking. Someone shouted at him and it all happened at once, he screamed and swore. And then he was off the bus. The crowd in shock.