something about calling the police.
In the hallway, the principal came barreling out of his office. Big man. Round face. Soft hands. He grabbed my arm and tried to spin me around.
I shoved him into the wall. He hit it hard and slid down to the floor.
I didn’t even look back.
In the parking lot, I set Caleb down by the bike. His knees buckled. I caught continue reading …
