Hours passed, and neither Susan nor Guy arrived to collect Clyde. Mrs. Keneda, growing increasingly concerned for her student, decided to take matters into her own hands.
Gently waking Clyde, she offered him a warm bottle, hoping that it would provide some comfort and nourishment. Clyde, though still lethargic and weak, accepted the bottle, slowly sipping at its contents.
As he finished the bottle, Mrs. Keneda carefully lifted Clyde into a sitting position, patting his back to help release any trapped gas. To her surprise, Clyde let out a huge burp, the sound echoing through the now-empty classroom.
Though it was a small moment of levity in an otherwise tense situation, Mrs. Keneda couldn't help but smile, glad to see that Clyde was beginning to feel at least a little better.
