When He Needed Me, I Let Him Down

This isn’t really a story. It’s more of a character sketch/concept piece. When he hid in his room, bruised and battered, I cried for him. When he came home from school smiling, blood on his clothes, I wondered what happened. When the school scheduled a conference to discuss his behavior, I ignored their concerns. WhenContinue reading “When He Needed Me, I Let Him Down”