My Teacher Threw My Report About My Marine Dad’s Dog in the Trash and Made Me Apologize—Then Scout Walked Into Our Classroom
Harrow repeat the apology.”
Lauren lowered her fork.
“Why not?”
“She already said what she needed to say.”
Lauren waited.
Clara pushed a piece of spaghetti across her plate.
“I wanted everybody to hear that my report was true.”
“They did.”