Josh Morgan Sterling POVThe triplets ran toward me, and I spread my arms wide, bending my knees to receive them all.And then, Zoe began to cry.Ivy and Leo, on the other hand, remained composed, though I could feel Ivy trembling through her clothes.Leo had his hands clenched into fists first.“I don’t like this school, Daddy.” Zoe’s quivering voice broke me.She’s only four, and yet I could feel something scared her. She looked terrified as she clutched my dress shirt.“What happened?” I asked.“I spilled my juice, and she yelled at me.” Zoe pointed an accusing finger at the teacher, who, in response, lifted her chin in a haughty manner, as if she had been in the right and she had not done anything wrong.“Your fake daughter needs to learn some manners.” She told me. There was no apology on her face. Only righteousness. As if she had every right to judge my child.My jaw clenched. And my eyes turned sharp.“Daddy, you look scary,” Zoe whispered. I hugged her, Ivy, and Leo.Then, I
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