It smells good
Friday afternoon class. The building is breathing slowly and the sun is bending through the glass. In the second module, Alexandra
My best friend
It was a wet autumn. The lockers rattled as they closed and some backpacks arrived dripping. On the corkboard was an old science club
Rumor on the bus
It was a cold morning. The bus was rattling and fogging up the windows; the seats were shaking as it passed through the traffic circle