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

of times. I still don’t understand how someone I hurt could still wish me happiness.”

Leo wiped his eyes.

“I was just joking.”

I looked at him.

“So were those girls.”

“They called it a joke too. They laughed, went home, and probably never thought about it again.”

I touched the photo gently.

“But Daniel remembered. So did I.”

Leo covered his face.

“I didn’t continue reading …