Mrs. Harlow’s eyes widened.
“No—”
“Yes,” he said simply.
Renee finally stepped forward. She crossed the street, stopping a few feet from the group.
When Mrs. Harlow noticed her, she frowned.
“You—” she said, her voice shaking. “You sent that video.”
Renee didn’t deny it.
“You destroyed something my son needed,” Renee said calmly. “I showed the evidence to someone who could actually do something about it.”
The man nodded slightly toward Renee, then continued.
“The Foundation is officially in the process of purchasing the lot behind your property. We will be developing a Permanent Community Inclusion Park. It will include adaptive playground equipment, accessible pathways, and a permanent ramp system.”
Mrs. Harlow shook her head.
“For Caleb,” Ethan whispered.
I nodded.
Mrs. Harlow looked as if she might collapse.
I realized that the new development meant Mrs. Harlow would have to see and hear the kids right behind her every day.
