I just stood there, taking it all in.
Slowly, the gym filled with soft noise again.
Kids shifted. Whispered. But their glances toward Andrew were gentle now.
When Andrew stood up, Laura walked over to him, smiling. She nudged his shoulder lightly.
Andrew laughed… and nudged her back.
And just like that, everything changed.
Over the next few days, things felt different.
Andrew still wore those same taped sneakers.
But now, other kids wore them too.
He wasn’t alone anymore.
At dinner, he started talking again.
Small things at first. A funny moment in class. A game at recess.
It felt like he was coming back to me.
A few days later, the school called again.
My stomach tightened out of habit.
“Ma’am, don’t worry. This isn’t anything bad.”
