"Put your shirt back on." The principal spoke, and Jude followed suit, never having turned back.
The old man put his head on his interlocked fingers, deep in thought.
I didn't dare to interrupt him. Taking a seat on the sofa that was placed in the office, Jude sat down beside me, his aftershave smelling heavenly, which was unreasonable after smashing a face.
I wanted Jude to show his injuries to the principal for three reasons. One, I wanted to let another adult know so as to lessen the burdened responsibility of being the only one in the picture, and I was overwhelmed with how to act in this case. Second, to get the principal to pity him and take care of him. Third, so that he would not and never will contact Thomas if Jude acted out.
After a lengthy silence, the principal spoke, voicing out my thoughts as well,
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