Glory Girl
“ANNA SAT ON THE last seat of the bus, staring out the window. She was watching for car lights on the road behind, but the road remained dark and empty. Only one truck had passed since they left the pizza parlor.
Rockford Road was a long stretch of worn blacktop that was not heavily traveled. On one side ran Sugar Creek, a stream that overflowed its banks regularly; on the other, a steep bank of rock. The white center line had not been painted in years.
Anna dropped her face onto her arm. She knew now that Uncle Newt was not going to follow them. She felt she would never see him again. She had scared him off by rushing over to him in the restaurant, and that was the last thing she had wanted to do.
The rain was coming down harder now. It washed back over the bus in sheets, and the wind rattled the old windows.
Anna did not notice the noise. She was going over her meeting with Uncle Newt. Again and again she repeated in her mind what she had said. “I’m Anna. I just had to say hello,”
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