Workers Find Old Tram In Drained Canal, Then Spot The Driver’s Bag Inside

Mr. Carl Olsen?

Ruby knelt down slowly beside the thin mattress. “Mr. Olsen?” she said quietly. “Mr. Carl Olsen? Are you awake?” The old man stirred slowly and opened his tired old eyes. He looked up at her with great confusion. “How do you know my name?” he whispered. “Nobody has called me that in decades.”