I was working on a drabble last week, just as an exercise to get the writing juices flowing, when it turned into something else. Seven hundred words later I had a series of drabbles that were converging on a possible story and, since I'll be launching a serialized story this summer (on Amazon Vella), I thought I'd add a smaller serial here. I'm not sure I'll go past the original 700 words, but the commitment by you and I will be small, at least. :)
Ben crumpled. The girl turned away from him, just like the cars in the problem, turning and speeding away from each other, Harry to Mark, all leaving Ben at home and never returning because his thick brain remembered one thing and that thing was once you left home you were gone. The teacher sat back down being relieved at the girl’s response and jealous that no one called her “so pretty” and made a small notation to mark down the girl’s grade for causing a disturbance. Ben glared at his useless left hand and talked directly to his pencil.