As I waited to turn onto 537 East from the Wawa near Six Flags, I glanced into my sideview mirror and saw a boy in the car behind mine casually raising his middle finger at every driver who passed in the other direction.
The boy wasn't smiling. His mother seated directly in front of him wasn't smiling or even talking. It's likely she didn't know what he was doing. It's possible that the other drivers failed to notice his "flip-off," especially if his windows were tinted.
I felt as if I were the only one who saw him at that moment.
And I wondered what pleasure he could possibly be deriving from his action. I chalked it up to pure boredom and thought him a poster child for year-round school.
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