with a steer of his burly frame pushing through the domain of the school, the teachers with dilated gawks scorched their gazes into his figure as he meandered through the ghostly passages.

latching his crass hand on the door handle of the classroom, he'd plow his figure and stumble in, hunching his stature to peer through the door and at his son who had occupied his attention on the multicolored playthings laid out in front.

but as he sauntered more in, he sealed gazes with the teacher.