My Teacher Threw My Report About My Marine Dad’s Dog in the Trash and Made Me Apologize—Then Scout Walked Into Our Classroom
Clara looked down.
“What if I’m not?”
“Then you’re not.”
He didn’t tell her how quickly she should feel better.
Didn’t tell her she’d been too forgiving.
Didn’t suggest she should keep the argument going.
Clara liked that.
For days, adults had decided what the report meant.