Shirley had barely stepped off the plane when her phone buzzed with a call from James, informing her that Abner had been assaulted.

She thought she'd misheard. Abner, always so mild-mannered and non-confrontational, getting into a fight?

Rushing to the hospital, she spotted James in the hallway.

"Mr. James."

"Shirley!"

James, visibly shaken and with a trembling voice, blurted out, "He was rushed into the ER last night. He's stable now, just a minor concussion, but he's lost quite a bit of weight. Go see him." Shirley, heart pounding, hurried into Abner's room.

Abner, awake with bandages wrapped around his head and looking pale, barely whispered, "Shirley?"

"Abner!" Shirley's eyes instantly welled up with tears.

"What happened? How did you end up fighting?"

Abner hung his head in silence, but James couldn't hold back and spilled everything about how Abner's background had been exposed.

Shirley was taken aback. The ordeal had been ongoing for two months, with Abner facing isolation at school, yet he hadn't breathed a word of it to her.

"Shirley, don't get mad. It wasn't Abner who sought trouble. It was a few boys from another class who cornered him."

she grasped Abner's hand. "Why didn't you tell me

didn't want to

felt an acute pain in her

he be

breath. "Rest up. Mr. James and I will handle some

was stern, signaling her intent to get to the bottom

her sleeve, reluctant

and gently patted his head, careful to avoid his

okay, I'll be

a slight nod and a

sight on

out of our

Shirley trembled with rage.

school is

his temples, equally

months ago, a group of parents petitioned to

nothing wrong. Why should he be

down. I know

you

He kept up his grades and

that's why he's

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