Galavanter

Classes dismissed. On the final day, she walks lonely and slowly into the car. The door bumps her head and she's traversing old lands again. She said he'd never take notice, but she never fakes it either. She never pleads with her captor but it's after the fact that things get tired. And undiscerning takes over. The bold and the breaking point. Always boiling over, always toiling with the soldier of misfortune. He takes another look. But the blinds are drawn.On in marker.