"I start school on Tuesday." She sighed. "I hate school."
"I leave next week." He sighed. "I hate journeys."
She looked at him.
"We killed time all summer, Lucas."
"Not all of it. Merely half of it."
She looked at him.
"Oh yeah?"
"I'd hardly call thirty three days of killing time all of summer, Ruthie."
...
"Have you been counting?"
...
"My mom has."
أنت تقرأ
Teens
قصص المراهقينthe story of two teens who kill time. short story; #175 (22nd April 2014) (2014, 2015, 2017)
