Family Reunion

First of all, a PSA for the CTA riders:
If you're wearing a backpack BE SELF AWARE. Don't hit people in the face. They won't say anything, but they'll blog about it later.
//end PSA.

"Excuse me, sir?" The lady sitting in the very first seat on the bus said as she tugged on his coat.

He was a very tall man, bundled up for the 12 degree weather (At least it's double digits today). "Yes?" He was a little confused, and like most CTA riders, didn't really plan on engaging in conversation with strangers on the bus.

"You look just like my brother!" She exclaimed, over and over. "You look just like my brother, Adam. You look just like my brother. I'm going to see him in a week. Bye!"

Strange enough.