by Samantha Sigler
He was the only on the bus for a week before she came. It was her smile that he hated the most; a toothy grin that didn’t conceal the yellowing teeth or the elongated tongue that incessantly licked the outermost corners of her lips. The joker grin came with a screeching squawk that made his muscles tense and his teeth clench. He closed his eyes to hide but the grin was scratched behind his eyelids and the voice boiled within his ears like hot wax. Feeling the eyes of others as they looked in on his situation, he did the only thing he could do. He threw the first punch.
Samantha Sigler is a native of Colorado, currently residing in Kansas City. She has recently been published in All Things Girl.