Black Blizzard

Black Blizzard — page 3
The panels of the bus’s front door were rattling The way they rattled one side had to be loose Tyler wondered if the school district saved the rundown buses for these Saturday speech tournaments The bus rumbled down Interstate 10 through the Arizona desert The trip back to Phoenix was a torturous hour and forty five minutes Normally that didn’t seem far but today it felt like the longest ride ever and they were only halfway there Through his window Tyler saw endless acacia trees buckthorn desert willow trees and deer grass On the way to Tucson Tyler’s teammates had been all fired up goofing around and practicing speeches for their events But no one had that energy anymore after losing at State With a sudden popping sound the bus sputtered and lurched and slowed down The driver struggled to pull over to the side of the road Why are we stopping Sha’relle asked kneeling up on her seat 3