We have rules about that kind of thing, you know? Automatic expulsion. And you're not even trying to explain yourself.”
I was crying a lot by now, and the second Mom put her arms around me, I started to bawl.
“Let's, um...,” said Mr. Tushman, taking his glasses off to clean them, “let's do this, Jack.
We're out for winter break as of next week anyway. How about you stay home for the rest of this week,
and then after winter break you'll come back and everything will be fresh and brand new. Clean slate, so to speak.”
“Am I being suspended?” I sniffled. “Well,” he said, shrugging, “technically yes, but it's only for a couple of days.
And I'll tell you what. While you're at home, you take the time to think about what's happened.
And if you want to write me a letter explaining what happened, and a letter to Julian apologizing,
then we won't even put any of this in your permanent record, okay?
You go home and talk about it with your mom and dad, and maybe in the morning you'll figure it all out a bit more.
“That sounds like a good plan, Mr. Tushman,” said Mom, nodding. “Thank you.”
“Everything is going to be okay,” said Mr. Tushman, walking over to the door, which was closed.
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