On getting out, Oscar was right there. He sat on the stairs adjacent to the principal’s office. That stair led to the junior high staff room. I was sure he had to deal with people going up and down. He didn’t seem daunted by that. When our eyes met, he scurried to me.
“I’m sorry I took so long.” I almost forgot he mentioned waiting for me. He held my hands with so much care.
“It’s ok. How did it go?”
We strutted towards the class as I explained, “And so, I’ll be addressing the public in 2 hours, giving a formal apology for my actions.”
The shock on his face curled into wrath. His raucous voice raised, and I was tempted to shut him up, “They can’t make you do that. It's crazy! Why should you take the fall? No way. I’m going to the principal‘s office.”
He took long strides b
