Itmightnotbehealthyorfresh,butstillit’sgoodenoughtoceasethehunger.Hestartstonibblethemealhegot,slowlybitesbybiteshedoes.
“”Therewillbeafieldtriptomorrow.”Rodomlyspeakssomeofhisschoollifetoday,maybeasatrytofindewithhisonlyparent.
“Whatever,I’mleavingforworknow.”thewomanisnotiedbyanyofhiswordswhilerollinghereyes,quicklygrabsherbelongingsandstepsoutthebus.
“Grace!Hurry!”araoRockcallshismotherforfasterleaving.
“ing.”Astheanswerfadewiththefootstep,onceagainsilendsolitaryfindsRockaspanion.
Asthethinlightofsunpassingthroughtheoodysky,anotherdayofbusylifestatswithnearlynochirpoftheoutside.Puddlesonthesidewalkshowtheheavyrainstnight,it’snotagooddayforanytrip.Gracehasn’tbeenbackyet,butit’stimeforschoolnow.Normallykidsshouldbeexcitedaboutfieldtrip,butRockdidn’trushfortheschoottheveryfirsttimeafterhewakes.Instead,hehangsoutalongwhilebywatgpigeonsatthefountainpza,thanslowlygoestotheschootthetimehepnned.
“M!Rock!You’vejustmadeiheteachergreetswithrodly,andasksthereasonwhybeingte.
“Excusemeforsleepiime,Mrs.Baker”SaysRock,butactuallynotevenaslightofsorryhehas.
“It’sokay!Justhopin!We’rejustabouttoleave.”theteachersmiletoRock,theboywhostillimeforthenewenviro.
Theothershavealreadysatandchattingwithughter,justaspnnedRoenjoyhimselfattheverystrowofseatpreventingiwiththem.It’sthemonthlybeachingtoday,thebustravelsthroughtunnelsandarrivesattheshorenearby.
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