Daniel removed his graduation cap and handed it to the student beside him.
Then he turned.
And started walking.
Not toward the stage.
Toward me.
At first, nobody understood.
The principal paused.
Teachers exchanged nervous looks.
The security guard who had asked me to move stepped aside.
Daniel kept walking.
Every step echoed through the auditorium.
By now, hundreds of eyes were following him.
Richard stood.
“Daniel?”
My son didn’t answer.
Vanessa shifted uncomfortably.
