My Thirteen-Year-Old Son Sold His Guitar to Help a Classmate. The Police Visit the Next Morning Revealed What Really Happened.
Autumn needed an evaluation, an appropriate fit, training and transportation considerations.
More than that, she needed the school to make its buildings safe regardless of what chair she used.
“That is exactly what I’d like to help with,” I said.
“Then we should ask Autumn first.”
We arranged a visit for Saturday afternoon.
I told Noah it was an invitation to see a friend, not a chance to present himself as a hero.
He asked if he could bring cookies.