My Son Came Home Hiding a Burn From a Heated Belt Buckle—Five Wealthy Families Thought I’d Stay Quiet
“Who?”
“Mostly football guys.”
“Teachers know?”
His thumb made another circle.
“Everybody knows things.”
That sentence frightened me more than the names.
Everybody knows things.
PART 6 — I DO NOT GO LOOKING FOR THE BOYS
At ten that night, I sat in my garage with my compass in my hand.
Old instincts returned quickly.