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But things took a different turn at school.
Kids can be cruel when they don’t understand something. They started teasing him, calling him Dog Boy.
When he told me, it felt like my heart was being squeezed in a vise.
“Do you want me to talk to your teacher?” I asked, already reaching for my phone.
He shook his head.
“They laugh, but it doesn’t bother me,” he said.
“Buddy doesn’t care.”
That night, I packed even more food.
“You never know,” I said as I tucked in another sandwich. “Buddy might bring friends.”
Eli grinned, eyes sparkling. “You’re the best, Mom.”
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