station, the driver, who had been in communication with his superiors, announced that there was a problem with the bus and they were going to have to get on a new one. Gary was in a state of disbelief. Somewhat dramatically, he thought, another near accident, another miraculous escape from disaster. Gary grew tense and wondered, “What the hell is going on now? What is the universe trying to tell me? I hope nothing worse happens. This is now bordering on the ridiculous.”Doreen checked to see that her children were safe. Jackson, in his crouched position, came very near to getting hurt as his head lightly hit the seat in front of him. Frightened out of his reverie, he ran to the comfort of his mother who held him on her lap replacing her phone, her purse and the bag of Doritos that had fallen to the floor. Gary called Nancy on his cell to let her know what had happened. Nancy said she would cut short her afternoon in the country and pick him up. “There was no need.” Gary offered, “The new bus will be here in less than 15 minutes.” Doreen called Carlo. He wasn’t picking up. She left a voice mail describing what had happened. She reassured her husband that everyone was OK but that they’d be home a little later than planned.And twenty minutes later the passengers boarded the new bus and were on their way.Carlo hadn’t heard the phone ring. A commercial was blaring on the TV and he was out in the backyard cleaning the grill. He was happy. He had the whole day off for himself. He was watching his beloved Yankees and preparing for dinner. He hoped the game would be over before they came home. He was really into it. He had on his Yankee jersey and ball cap; even his BBQ apron, a Father’s Day gift from the kids, had the Yankees’ logo on it. He loved his house. Among all the two-storey buildings on the block his was one of the few homes that had a backyard. It was a wood frame house they had purchased right after Jackson was born. They occupied the ground floor with a yard in back. The upstairs was rented to a family with two kids. He also liked the neighborhood. It was within walking distance of two subway lines, there was plenty of shopping and most important, it was a relatively safe area with lots of hard-working families. It had been a wise purchase he thought, although at the time it seemed a very bold move; it had taken almost all the money they had saved up to make the down payment on it. He felt proud that now with his salary and Doreen’s working part-time they were doing well.