My Teacher Threw My Report About My Marine Dad’s Dog in the Trash and Made Me Apologize—Then Scout Walked Into Our Classroom
Twenty-two children watched from their desks.
Mateo sat beside his report about fishing boats.
The empty square on the Hero Wall was visible behind him.
Clara noticed it immediately.
The room smelled of pencil shavings and paper.
Everything looked familiar.
The same board.
The same clock.