Cherilyn Rowley
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The Layover
Olive saw the stocky young teenager just before he ran into her, bumping her shoulder and knocking her handbag to the ground. He slowed to look behind him, but he did not apologize or even look at her. Instead, he looked past her and he laughed at something behind her, a laugh that filled Olive with a sudden urge to knock him to the ground like he did her handbag. But he was running again, up the stairs of a waiting city bus.
By Cherilyn Rowley5 years ago in Families
The Layover
Olive saw the stocky young teenager just before he ran into her, bumping her shoulder and knocking her handbag to the ground. He slowed to look behind him, but he did not apologize or even look at her. Instead, he looked past her and he laughed at something behind her, a laugh that filled Olive with a sudden urge to knock him to the ground like he did her handbag. But he was running again, up the stairs of a waiting city bus.
By Cherilyn Rowley5 years ago in Families
