The boy got out, chasing after his favorite teacher and barreling into a large, wide building. Betty called good-bye, but only the people in the car could hear her. The lady and the girl took Betty out, on her leash, for a little walk as the yellow bus-beasts started to roll in. They walked to a lit sign announcing Holiday Break with dates slightly askew. Betty sniffed the grass around it. It smelled like the boy and the girl and car exhaust and old gum.
They walked past a small park and back to a garden that the school had planted, now frozen over a bit. There were still some plants showing, bright green but wilting. Betty made sure to pee outside of the boxes.
The girl desperately wanted everyone to see Betty, but the lady insisted that they could only walk by as the girl headed in for her school day. The girl beamed and ran over to a cluster of other girls, who were all pointing and smiling. A boy muttered ‘I wish I had a dog like that’ as they walked toward the parking lot to find their car once again.
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