him.
“Papa,” he whispered. His voice was so small. “Please don’t make me go back. He said if I ever told anyone, he would hurt my mama.”
I went still.
“Who, baby?” I said. “Who said that?”
Caleb’s eyes filled up. He looked at the school behind me. He looked back at the ground.
“Mr. Hargrove,” he said. “The principal. The man you just pushed.”
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