I tried to express my apology using only my eyes but BB wasn’t looking at me anymore. He was stuffing his textbook into his tattered canvas bag; I did likewise, putting my book in my backpack and clipping my mechanical pencil to the front collar of my wool sweater.
I think that police officer scared the crap out of BB because he was unusually quiet. BB walked with his hands shoved deeply into his pockets, his bag hung from his left shoulder and he was keeping his head hung low. At any other time I would have laughed because I had noticed that there was a hole in the side of BB’s canvas bag and I could clearly see the bright white plastic of an extra diaper. BB would die if he knew that it was visible, but I don’t think anyone else had noticed it.