[Part 1_August]C12——Home

Home<br><br><br>As soon as we had walked at least half a block from the school, Mom said: "So . .. how'd it go? Did you like it?"<br> "Not yet, Mom. When we get home," I said.<br> The moment we got inside the house, I ran to my room and threw myself onto my bed. I could tell Mom didn't know what was up, and I guess I really didn't, either. I felt very sad and a tiny bit happy at the exact same time, kind of like that laughing-crying feeling all over again.<br> My dog, Daisy, followed me into the room, jumped on the bed, and started licking me all over my face.<br> "Who's a good girlie?" I said in my Dad voice. "Who's a good girlie?"<br> "Is everything okay, sweetness?" Mom said. She wanted to sit down beside me but Daisy was hogging the bed. "Excuse me, Daisy." She sat down, nudging Daisy over. "Were those kids not nice to you, Auggie?"<br> "Oh no," I said, only half lying. "They were okay."<br> "But were they nice? Mr. Tushman went out of his way to tell me what s...