My Daughter’s Bullies Visited Her Hospital Room Every Day—Then One of Them Asked, “Do You Really Have No Idea What She Did?”
“Mrs. Bennett?”
“My name is Laura.”
“Right. Sorry.”
He glanced toward Madeline’s closed hospital door.
“Can I ask you something?”
“If this is about Madeline, you should probably ask Madeline.”
His face twisted.
“That’s the problem.”
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