Stale Air
The bus’s engine continued to idle, its low rumble sending faint vibrations through the air that I could feel even from where I sat, impatience slowly creeping into my bones. It wasn’t just the exhaust thickening the atmosphere—it was the growing tension, heavy and unmistakable, seeping into the cluster of parked cars and anxious parents. This wasn’t part of any normal school day, and with every passing second, the strangeness of it all only intensified.
Stale Air
Rain And Nerves
Rain pounded against my car roof, its relentless rhythm blending with the swirl of thoughts racing through my mind. I took a deep breath, trying to stay grounded in the midst of growing unease. Around me, other parents mirrored my confusion—some exchanged anxious looks with the bus, others stared at their phones, likely hoping for some kind of explanation. The dreary weather only added to the fog of uncertainty, wrapping us all in a thick haze of worry and doubt.
Rain And Nerves
