Randall's Clown

“What are we going to do with you?” questioned the principle.  The police officer stared at Randall but could not find words to say.  “Randall,” said the principle, “we have man coming to talk to you.  He's a nice man.  He'd like to talk to you about your fighting.”

“The clown starts it,” Randall said.

“Save it for Mr. Andrews.  He's the man coming to talk with you.”

 

Mr. Andrews walked into the principal’s office.  The principal greeted Mr. Andrews while the police officer continued to stare at Randall.  Mr. Andrews was a tall man with thinning hair, wire frame glasses and dressed in a business suit.  “Gentleman, give me some time alone with the boy,” Mr. Andrews said.

 





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