Teenagers waiting for the bus

It was cold, and pouring rain. The school day was off to a late start, and the kids got to sleep in this morning. The extra sleep didn’t prepare them for this, however.

There they stood, staring in the direction from which the bus would be coming any other day, for 20 minutes this morning. Barely moving, resigned to their wet fate.

(In the end the bus showed- coming from the other direction. They turned as one, filed up the steps, and disappeared into the school day.)

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