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

“Everything in here can be checked, Ms.

Harrow.”

“Then bring me proof.”

She placed the folder on her desk, but did not push it back toward Clara.

“What proof would you need?” Clara asked.

“Something I can verify myself.”

Clara looked at the folder.

“What part do you think isn’t real?”