A Drabble Story, part 5

You can start the journey here, at part 1.

Ben crumpled. The girl turned away from him, just like the cars in the problem, turning and speeding away from each other, Harry to Mark, all leaving Ben at home and never returning because his thick brain remembered one thing and that thing was once you left home you were gone. The teacher sat back down being relieved at the girl’s response and jealous that no one called her “so pretty” and made a small notation to mark down the girl’s grade for causing a disturbance. Ben glared at his useless left hand and talked directly to his pencil.

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