Kids' conflicts flare up fast and fade just as fast.The two boys who had been fighting joked around as they ran outside, with another kid's mom hurrying after them.Only Morris Freeman stayed behind, standing there quietly and looking at me. His gaze wasn't intense, but it wasn't exactly calm either."Have you been well these past years?"I kept smiling, the same polite expression I used with every other parent, and nodded."The workload's heavy, but the students are mostly well behaved. Mr. Freeman, you should talk more with your son at home. Even though he admitted his mistake this time, if he hits someone again, the other parents won't let it go."His throat bobbed, and he suddenly changed the subject."I meant, in these past years, have you…""Dad!"I instinctively stepped back. Zach Freeman's voice rang out from the end of the hallway."Let's go home. If we're late, Mom's gonna be mad!"He swallowed the rest of his words. My smile didn't change."Drive safe, Mr. Fre
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