No one lowered their voice because he had entered.
For once, his power was not the most important thing in the room.
A child had told the truth.
Other people had finally decided not to look away.
Before leaving, Calvin noticed the bruised apple from that terrible afternoon had been replaced by a bowl of fresh fruit near the register.
Above it was a plain card written by students, not administrators.
It contained only one sentence.
No child should have to earn the right to eat.
