Nice Try, But No Kidney

Just then, Micah sprinted out of the school, grinning as he threw himself into my arms.

"Ms. Lanford! You're picking me up? Thank you!" He unzipped his backpack, pulling out an empty container. "The cookies you made were amazing! My classmates couldn't stop talking about them—they ate every last one!

"You're a great teacher, an amazing cook, and so kind. Everyone's jealous I have you as my tutor!"

I smiled, ruffling his hair. But just as we turned to leave, terrified screams ripped through the air.

Chaos erupted. My head snapped around—there, by the school gate, a man wielding a knife was attacking people at random.

"Help! There's a murderer!"

Adrenaline hit. I scooped Micah into my arms and ran.

Behind me, Talia's panicked screams rang out. "Bianca! Help me!"

I glanced back. She was on the ground, the knife-wielding man closing in fast. Bianca? She was already gone, bolting for her own life without a single glance back.

Talia turned to me next. "Fat woman! Come back and save me! If you do, I'll forgive you!"

I didn't stop. Holding Micah tight, I kept running.