My 12-year-old son carried his wheelchair-bound friend on his back during a camping trip so he wouldn’t feel excluded—then the next day, the principal called me and said, “You need to come to school right away.”

“I didn’t mean to cause trouble,” he said quickly. “I know I wasn’t supposed to do that. I won’t do it again, I swear.”

My heart broke hearing that.

“You should’ve thought about that beforehand,” Dunn muttered.

Harris frowned, but before I could respond, Leo’s panic spilled over.

“I’m sorry! I won’t ever disobey orders like that again. I promise! Mom! Please don’t let them take me away. I just wanted my best friend to be included in normal things!”

Tears streamed down his face.