The School Bus Wreck

Suddenly the bus pulled to a stop on Pine Mountain Road. Jo Evelyn frowned. No children lived here.

A Time to Listen, part 2

I was confused. I became depressed. I quit going to classes at times. I just didn’t want to hear the 100th lecture on how the black crayon is different from the white crayon and how all the crayons in the box are all different….wait, what?