My 6-year-old daughter told her teacher, “It hurts to sit,” and drew a picture that made the teacher call 911. Her uncle was the initial suspect, and I feared my family was falling apart. Then the police examined a stain on her backpack. The lead detective looked at me and said, “Ma’am… the suspect isn’t human.”
It was a typical Monday morning at Pinewood Elementary. Sunlight poured through the windows as kids settled into their colorful…