I watch her walk up the road, and then she disappears and my anxiety returns, just for a split second. And somehow I find myself running, and by the time I catch up to her, the bus has pulled up.“Justine?”She looks at me, surprised, as the bus doors open.I’m trying to catch my breath because I don’t have much time.“You’re my rock.”The bus driver is telling her to get on the bus, but she’s just standing there, an I-think-I’m-going-to-cry look on her face. But I grin at her and she grins back.
-Melina Marchetta
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