The next morning I woke up to go to school. As I came downstairs, I saw that the scary man was having his coffee and talking to Mary. When Mary saw me both of them went quiet.
"Good morning dear. What would you like to have?" she asked me. "Good morning Mary. I would just have an apple." I said as I grabbed an apple.
"You sure dear?" she asked eyeing me. "Positive." I said back. As I was about to go, "Wait." the scary man said abruptly.
My feet stopped on their own. Both my mind and body can never go against him. Urgh. "I'll drop you off at school." he said as he stood up.
"W-What? Why?" I asked too quickly. "Its on my way." he said eyeing me suspiciously. "No its ok. I don't want to t-trouble you." Why do I always stutter when I talk to him?
"Its no trouble." he said with a stoic fac
