Written for:  The Sunday Whirl, Wordle #388

Words:  stalls, chance, mouse, round, story, emerge, vents, clay, puddle, hinge, pulses, chain

New kid in school has
a round clay-colored
face. Mousy strands
of hair emerge

from his scalp. He knows
his chances here. Not good.
With headache pulsing, he stalls
long as he can, fiddling

with chain on his bicycle.
As the story goes, he plows
into a puddle right in front
of the schoolyard.  Covered

in mud splashes, he waits
as several kids come to
his aid. Was he hurt? Would he
like to clean up? New kid finds

he will have no need
to vent at home. Sometimes
a day hinges on kindness
shown by others.

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