When My Dog Broke a Window and the Internet Put Us on Trial

They’re walls.

And walls keep out the bad, sure—but they also keep out the chance to be better than scared.

A week later, Jackson came home with a crumpled permission slip.

“Science club,” he said, tossing it on the table like it was no big deal. “We get to build robots that throw paper airplanes. Can I go?”

“Sounds expensive,” I said, skimming the paper.continue reading …