A look of empathy entered the child’s gaze. His lips twitched with a smile, but his hand gripped with strength. “I won’t make fun of you,” he said. “We can be friends.”
“Yeah… Thank you.”
[ then, a hesitation. ]
“The kids who make fun of you… Do you want me to talk to them?”
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