I was sitting in the back of a tram. I know that what am I about to do, there is no apology. I know I should have done something to stop it. But I guess I was never good at listening to other people. Or to society, for that matter.
The tram stops on the next station. I leave the tram, not looking back. It is not unusual for me to leave the tram early and walk the rest of the way. But today I was late. I don't normally do that, when I am late.
She was already there waiting. But she didn't wait for me. She was there, trying to help the people in the exploded tram.
But I knew, that no matter how much I know, I will not be able to stop it. Never and ever.