![]() ![]() ![]() He knew she was going to scold him, apparently. Johnny sank down on a stool and looked at her stonily. Marshall saw that she remained behind, he scampered out, as if fearful that the whole embarrassing episode would repeat itself. As the class came to a close, and the students filed out, Maggie hung back, waiting for the room to empty. “They finished the experiment and the attached quiz in silence. And so he continued on, waiting for redemption.” Now he simply wished to feel anything at all. For a time, the despair was so great that he begged for oblivion. What good is being crazy if there is no one who can deem you insane? Or for that matter - care whether you are normal? Insanity was exhausting and futile. There was a time he had descended into madness - but time had brought him out again. Alone as he had been day after day, year after year, decade after decade. ![]() But when they were gone he was utterly and completely alone. He could sit in on many a lecture, solve the most challenging equations, recite the first chapter of a Tale of Two Cities word for word, and as long as life filled the halls, he could pretend he lived among them. He could lose himself in their conversations, lurk behind them as they ran, as they danced, as they embraced one another. It was his least favorite time of the day. “The halls had long since expelled the energetic swarm of youthful humanity, and the din of lockers and laughter had long since settled into stillness. ![]()
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