“Go ahead, son, just tell us what took place when the final dismissal bell rang.”

Noah swallowed hard, his voice trembling as he spoke.

“Autumn was trying to wheel herself up the concrete incline toward the exit because her mother was waiting outside.

Her front left caster wheel caught on the expansion joint in the concrete, and the whole frame came to a complete stop.”

Officer Morgan nodded encouragingly.

“Were there other students on the ramp behind her at that moment?”

“Yes, a boy named Brandon from eighth grade was walking right behind her carrying his gym bag,” Noah explained, his hands clenched into tight fists.