Zero Tolerance, Real Boundaries: A Mother’s Stand After Her Son Fights Back

on Leo’s shoulder. “Now you do.”

As we walked out, Leo whispered, “Do you think they’ll change?”

“I don’t know,” I admitted.

Outside, the afternoon air felt sharp and clean, like the world had edges again.

“But I do know this,” I said, stopping him on the sidewalk and turning him to face me. “You already did something most adults never do.”

Leo frowned.continue reading …