The bracelet - part one

The sun is still asleep when I start on my hourly trip to get to work. It is not easy to get up every morning before 4 am but I have somehow managed to do so for nearly three months now. The day I found the bracelet, started out like any other working day.

I was walking at a well maintained pace that required just enough power to keep from falling asleep but not enough to tire me out (which would lead me to fall asleep too...) I had just stepped on the bridge over the freeway when I notice the sparkling of something on the pavement.

It was a bracelet. You know the type that is sold in most two dollar shops or novelty stores. Cheap imitation jewels set on a stretchy metal band. I picked it up. To this day I am not sure why I did so. It was probably my cat like curiosity which is going to get me killed one day... and on this day it nearly did... But I am getting ahead of myself.

I kept walking while looking over the bracelet. I was wondering who had dropped it and whether there was any way I could figure out who it was so that I could return it to her. Her! Of course it belongs to a girl. No self respecting male would ever own one of those things. There were no initials on the inside of the bracelet. No identifying marks or even a serial number. It was a cheap imitation. They do not come with serial numbers.

So without thinking what I was doing I slipped my left wrist into the bracelet. I was almost at the end of the bridge. On any other day there would still be ten more minutes of walking up to the tram stop. But on that day, when I tried on the bracelet, I suddenly found myself standing at the tram stop.

I do not remember walking those ten minutes from the bridge to the tram stop. Usually I time my walks so that I get to the tram stop just minutes before the tram comes. That day I had to wait ten minutes before the tram came and I hopped on it; the bracelet was still on my left wrist.