When the bully falls in love
"When your son saw me, he called me today; he called me Fatrez and all of you heard it; why didn't you ask where he found the name? That-that's what they do with their friends every day, haul insults at me, call me buffalo and hippopotamus as they string bad words along, but he won't admit it, will he?"
"Are you trying to say that my young boy in grade two bullied you despite your age, and sorry to say size, am I the only one who finds the variables not adding up," at this point, she stood up to make the next point sink in.
"Are you even normal? Is your daughter okay? How dare you say my little boy bullied you?" she fumed, looking at my dad and me.
"We can solve this amicably," my dad tried
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