My son rolled his eyes and laughed at our waiter with Down syndrome—so I taught him a lesson he’ll never forget.

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I took a breath.

“The popular kids didn’t like that we were close. They’d ask why I bothered with him. They’d mimic the way he talked.”

“They’d laugh whenever he spoke up in class.”

Leo shifted in his seat.

I noticed.

I kept going.

“Daniel never seemed to notice.”

“Or maybe he just pretended not to.”

“Either way, he always smiled.”

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