Kade didn’t mean to get into trouble.
At least not this much trouble.
A little trouble?
Sure.
That happened all the time.
But this?
This was different.
Very different.
And honestly, it wasn’t even his fault.
Mostly.
Okay, maybe a little bit his fault.
But definitely not completely.
The problem started during lunch break.
A group of older boys had cornered one of the younger students behind the school gym.
The kid was tiny.
Nervous.
The kind of child who looked like he apologized when people stepped on his feet.
Kade had noticed the whole thing while carrying two meat pies he definitely wasn’t supposed to have bought.
The older boys were laughing.
The younger boy looked close to tears.
Kade hated bullies.
Always had.
Mostly because he remembered how sad Mama looked whe
