Freezing wintry cold.
I wait. With the other children, but apart. As always.
At the bus-stop.
I wait for the heavy doors to swing open, and I step up the black rubbery steps. Out of the freezing wintry cold and into the only slightly warmer space of the school-bus. Hurry down the aisle, stepping …Thumbprint
A tale of two deaths . . .
On one of the girls’ last days of school, the bus is late dropping them off. Not that late, just ten minutes or so, but the bus is never late. And then the bus is fifteen minutes late, and I am beginning to worry . . …A Murder of Crow
Maj wants to be able to walk to school by herself.
Kallan doesn’t care that much. She likes the school bus, and is (rightfully) worried about what would happen if she and Maj got in a fight along the way. As Kallan pointed out, “We fight on the way to the end of the …No is not enough