I'm driving back from Jacksboro this afternoon and find myself behind a school bus between Runaway Bay and Bridgeport. Surprisingly, it slows down, flashes its "do not pass" lights, and comes to a complete stop on Highway 380. Oddly, it straddles the main lane of traffic and the white "fog line". I came to a complete stop behind it (because I'm a good, law-abiding citizen) but it's an uncomfortable proposition coming to a dead stop on 380 as you look in your rear view mirror to see if sudden death is bearing down upon you. Seems incredibly dangerous. And then the cutest little first grade looking girl bolts off the bus waving good-bye.
at 7:48 PM