My Teacher Threw My Report About My Marine Dad’s Dog in the Trash and Made Me Apologize—Then Scout Walked Into Our Classroom

She nodded.

Scout lowered his nose toward her offered hand.

Then leaned lightly against Ben’s leg when told to wait.

Clara smiled.

Ben and Scout left with Patel.

The classroom door closed.

Clara returned to her chair.

The yellow sticky note was still inside the front pocket of her backpack.