"There's a coyote on the train with us."
I ignored this comment, as I ignored many comments I overheard in public.
Then I realized I was alone.
I looked around to find the mysterious passenger who'd spoken, but I only saw the coyote.
"Was that you announcing yourself," I asked with a tired laugh. I'd been working overtime for no pay.
The canine stared at the 'empty' spot beside me, cowering.
We both scurried off two stations early.