"Morning, Maya! Seat 3 today, okay?"
Carlos laughed. "You're a magician."
He walked into the drivers' lounge, poured a cup of coffee, and sat next to , a 20-year veteran who drove the special-needs route. Her bus had a lift, harnesses, and a CD player for calming music. northside isd transportation
"Heard you had a new nonverbal student yesterday," Carlos said.
It was just the return trip home.
At 5:17 AM, the hum began.
"No," Doreen said, looking out at the row of silent yellow buses. "I just work for Northside ISD Transportation. We get them there safe. That's the whole trick." "Morning, Maya
She nodded, solemn as a judge. Her mother mouthed "thank you" —two words Carlos never got tired of hearing.