Drop by Bone's Blog...
He has a challenge for you!
Here's my stab at it...(I am NO writer)
On one of the many streets in New York dead that night, he sat alone on the curb. Waiting for the bus he could hear the roars of the Times Square crowd in the distance. It started to snow as the bus pulled up. A one way ticket out of the town. A destination unknown. He smiled as he saw the reflection of the red stoplight in the rearview mirror.