My Teacher Threw My Report About My Marine Dad’s Dog in the Trash and Made Me Apologize—Then Scout Walked Into Our Classroom
Sometimes Scout would place his nose in front of the camera.
Sometimes Ben would tell her he had to finish work.
And sometimes they’d spend twenty minutes discussing nothing more important than whether Scout preferred one toy over another.
Clara liked the idea of those conversations becoming ordinary again.
At school, Room 3B was already busy.
Mateo was sharpening a pencil.
Two children near the windows were discussing a homework question.
Ms.