they are worn, with honor, by the sons of heroes.”
Behind me, a voice cleared. I turned to see Principal Mr. Harrison in the doorway, his face tight with shock and anger. He stepped inside, pointed toward Ms. Gable, and said in a strained whisper, “Ms. Gable… my office. Now.”
Miller leaned down toward Leo and spoke more softly, “We’ve got the Humvee continue reading …
