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The teachers, principal, and others in the room watched the verbal tennis match with interest. JJ’s side forehanded an attack and my father lobbed it back. Her grandparents returned that with a vicious backhand and once again my father or mother would be at the net to return the volley instantly. Nobody could win because on one side minds were already made up while the other side stood on principles.

   Just when I thought all the blaming and accusing was done, nearly everyone in the room turned on me. JJ’s parents, my teacher, the principal, and someone my principal said yessir to a lot all began to stare holes into me as if they wanted to see what was in my heart.