Sarah Busby

One ordinary morning. One very strange woman. One very disturbing encounter.

She’s running late.

Again.

There are dogs to wrangle, dishes to wash, pills to remember, groceries to order, and a perfectly innocent murder of crows to admire on the way to work.

Then she sees the woman.

Crouched beside the road. Covered in blood. Doing something that looks an awful lot like eating a person.

And then the woman sees her.

Told entirely in the protagonist’s first-person voice, A Murder: An Ordinary Commute follows one woman’s increasingly frantic attempt to make sense of a terrifying encounter on her way to work. As her ordinary morning spirals into something decidedly less ordinary, she finds herself trying to convince the police, and herself, that what she saw was real.

Darkly funny, frantic, and increasingly unsettling, A Murder: An Ordinary Commute is a short story about the kind of morning that makes you wonder whether you should have just stayed in bed.