I feel nothing as I walk the halls of a new school. I was sent to the guidance counselor. She talked about feelings but I feel nothing. I met a teacher while waiting. He told me to come by his class after school.
After school I walked in to an empty classroom. He appeared moments after. He was in a wheelchair. He smelled of cherry tobacco.
We talked about everything but what every other person has wanted me to talk about. I almost, for a moment, forgot my dad was dead.
To Be Continued…
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