"You don't have to be scared, I'm staying for the recitals." Freya said to Miller as she pulled into his school. She could see in his face that he wasn't still comfortable with the whole thing. He wouldn't even say a word throughout the drive to school. He just kept staring at his iPad and muttering some words which Freya believed was the recitals. After thinking on how best to handle the situation, she decided to stay behind and cheer him all the way. She would have opted for reporting to his teacher what Miller told her about the other kids laughing at the boy who couldn't read well, but she didn't want to jump into conclusion and make hasty decisions. Not that she doesn't trust what Miller said, but because she didn't want to make things more complicated for her son. The teacher wouldn'
