Bus Terminal Meeting

It was so hot, like I could reach out and touch the sun. There weren’t many shaded areas at the bus terminal to keep the sun off me. We, my adopted mom’s two friends Jason and Amy, and myself, were waiting for my mom’s bus. She drove the bus I took home, when I still […]

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