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My Son Spent All His Savings To Buy Books For A Poor Classmate — The Next Morning, Our Yard Was Covered In Piggy Banks And Police Cars

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if we protect him.”

“How?”

“By helping quietly. Carefully. With respect.”

He thought about that.

Then he said, “Can we help kids without making them feel sad?”

I kissed the top of his head.

“That is exactly what we’re going to do.”

The next morning, I made a decision.

I called my publisher first.

Then my lawyer.

Then the school district.

Then Mrs. Collins.

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