okay, and I said yes, he just needs time.
He stopped coming down for dinner some nights. I’d call up the stairs, and he’d call back, “Can I eat in my room?” At first I said no. Then I said fine, just tonight. Then I stopped asking.
His teachers called twice.
The first time was in fifth grade. Ms. Barnes, his homeroom teacher, very kind, very careful. “He’s not disruptive at all,” she said. “That’s sort of the problem. He just isn’t there. He sits in the back and he
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