My Teacher Threw My Report About My Marine Dad’s Dog in the Trash and Made Me Apologize—Then Scout Walked Into Our Classroom
Ben raised an eyebrow.
“Why not?”
“Because I drew what I remembered.”
He nodded.
“Fair enough.”
At school, Principal Patel completed the preparations.
The demonstration would occur in Room 3B with all twenty-two children seated.
No student would approach Scout without explicit permission.