driving distance.
I tried to call him back. No answer. I tried his teacher’s classroom line. Voicemail.
So I got on my bike.
I didn’t sign in at that school. I didn’t ask permission. I climbed those stairs two at a time with my boots leaving dirt on every step.
When I shoved open the door of room 207, the teacher screamed. The kids screamed. Somebody dropped continue reading …
