Honestly, I can hardly believe the Child Services Unit actually exists. One day, Randy came into school with hand-shaped bruises on his neck. It’s nothing, he said, waving me away when I asked him what happened. You don’t know what you’re talking about, he said. He started seven fights throughout the rest of the day. As with all the other reports I made, it felt like his never went anywhere. Poof! That’s how I felt about all those child endangerment reports. Poof!
