Haley opened the door expecting another casserole, not a child clutching her dead son’s backpack like contraband. Sarah’s hands shook as she laid it on the table, insisting Haley open it before she lost her nerve. Inside, the unfinished unicorn, the card about cereal breakfasts, and the forced apology note shattered the careful lie adults had wrapped around Randy’s death. He’d been in pain before he fell. He’d been innocent when he was shamed. And he’d been thinking only of his mother.
Facing the school, Haley refused to let his final days be remembered as careless or dishonest. Ms. Bell’s public confession didn’t bring Randy back, but it restored his name. When Sarah finished the crooked unicorn and set it beside Randy’s untouched
