Nearby Parental Voices
As I sat there weighing my options, a small group of parents began to gather near their cars, huddling under umbrellas and whispering like they were piecing together a secret. I leaned in, trying to catch fragments of their conversation over the steady drum of rain on my roof. Were they just as surprised by this strange detour? Judging by their hushed tones and furrowed brows, it was clear—they shared the same gnawing suspicions that had been building inside me all along.
Nearby Parental Voices
Whispers Of The Odd
In those hushed voices, fragments of their conversation slipped through the rain. “Did you hear about last week?” one parent asked, instantly drawing my attention. “Yeah, strange stops, weird delays. Something’s up,” another replied. A chill crept over me as I realized I wasn’t alone—others had noticed the driver’s unusual behavior too. These brief exchanges weren’t just idle chatter; they were pieces of a larger, unsettling puzzle I felt more compelled than ever to solve.
Whispers Of The Odd
