Daily Writing Blurb
"Well, he came to school like that, you see. Nervous and jumpy, tight grip on his bag, too, like someone could steal it any moment," the girl said, a large gossipy grin on her face as she leaned toward the man.
"He came like that, you say? Did you see him?" the man asked, scribbling in a small notebook.
"Well, no. But my friend nearly bumped into him as he came in, and he looked like he'd seen a ghost, she said," the girl replied.
"Tight grip on his bag?" the detective repeated.
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