He thought he had people that meant more to him than most but why or who they were he couldn't recall. He had his best friend, M. That was something similar, right?
"M. Best. Best...... friend," he sat, weight shifting awkwardly so he fell in a sort of heap over his own knees as they were drawn up.
"Smart. No. No one... no...one.. is?"
No one else could get home, why did she think she wasn't smart enough if even the older people couldn't do it?