Her Bene
About twenty minutes later, Ed has called it quits on the diner and its conversational attributes. Thank God for that small piece of fortune! It was getting incredibly unnerving how everyone in the place kept looking at me or kept asking about me. “Alright Cynthia. Let’s go ahead and get you to that bus stop.” I stare at him in confusion for a few seconds before I remember that I had told him that my name was Cynthia in the car. I almost forgot. Whatever he said after that didn’t really register to my ear since he was talking to me as I was sitting there, staring into space. He chuckles as he sees the confusion on my face. “Such a typical teenager. I said that we should leave and get you to the bus stop.” I nod as we stand up from the table, and t
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