Evie slammed the door and ran to the bus station. Along the path out to the neighborhood, out onto the road on Fillin St. and ahead for a mile.
"Ahf, late af alwayf." - said the bus driver, Fesser - "I knew I foud wait for you, fince I know how you want to gef fo fe Norf Evergeenf. Hop in. Your company is on the back row, as always".
"Thanks, Mr. Fesser!" - Evie said...