Days Without Incident
The hair tie, a gift from a considerate classmate, had become her talisman against the seemingly inevitable. Days passed without incident, and Ava started to believe she might just navigate through the storm unscathed. Mrs. Parker, her gaze ever watchful, seemed to soften around the edges, perhaps convinced by Ava’s efforts to conform.
However, fate, it seemed, had a different plan. It was during an art class, a time when creativity should have flown freely, that disaster struck.