“Hanniah likes lego for fractions,” he said, packing a bag to leave.
“Of course,” she said.
Of all the teachers, he could trust her. She’d take care of the kids.
He knew this.
“And Kione needs to ask lots of questions. Answer them all, please,” he scanned the room for remaining valuables.
“Always.”
Sirens blared in the distance.
“I have to go. Please make sure-“
“Everyone knows it wasn’t you,” she touched his shoulder, “time to hit the road, Jack.”
He smiled, shaking his head, “humans.”
But their laughter felt hollow.
He left, watching home shrink in his rear-view.
© 2021 Rebecca Glaessner
April 29, 2021, prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less), write a story using the phrase, “hit the road, Jack.” You can interpret the phrase any way you like — road trip, goodbye, or story. Go where the prompt leads!
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