Breaking Focus
As I struggled to make sense of everything, my phone buzzed, snapping me out of the fog of concentration. It was a text from Jane, my friend. Normally, I wouldn’t have checked it while driving, but something about today felt different—urgent. With one hand on the wheel and my eyes still locked on the bus, I stole a quick glance at the screen. Maybe Jane had noticed something I hadn’t… maybe she knew more about this strange ride than I did.
Breaking Focus
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School Meeting
Jane’s text was a quick reminder about an impromptu school meeting I’d completely forgotten, and with my nerves already on edge, it only added to the swirl of anxiety. Was she just reminding me about the meeting—or did she know something more about this unexpected bus detour? I couldn’t be sure. Either way, I decided to follow up with her later. Right now, my focus had to stay on the road and the strange journey unfolding ahead of me.
School Meeting
