That got a giggle out of Laura as we stopped before a large, rather plain-looking building. “Well, this is your stop. M-mine’s back at the main building, so… if you ever need a f-friend, or just, um, w-wanna hang out after?”
“I’ll text you for sure,” I reassured her. “Thanks for going the extra mile and showing me the way.”
God, but the smile on Laura’s face made it seem like this was the first kindness she’d ever been shown. With a nod and a wave, she set off around the building, walking back toward the main school building. I couldn’t help but grin myself, waving until she finally turned around before pushing on the double doors. The inside was just as I expected: shiny lacquered wood, padded walls, and the sharp squeak of shoes chorusing alongside the smack of a basketball traveling
