I was driving home, weighed down by the worst day of my life my fiancé called off our wedding last week, and I’d just lost my
job. As rain poured down, my phone buzzed again. It was Mom, worried about the storm. I told her I’d be home soon, though
inside I felt shattered. Then, a yellow school bus rolled past. At the back window, a little girl was banging and yelling for help.
I was driving home, weighed down by the worst day of my life my fiancé called off our wedding last week, and I’d just lost my
job. As rain poured down, my phone buzzed again. It was Mom, worried about the storm. I told her I’d be home soon, though
inside I felt shattered. Then, a yellow school bus rolled past. At the back window, a little girl was banging and yelling for help.
