"Daniel, please come into my office," Miss Sealan said.
Daniel quietly felt his way into to room, reaching out to find a chair. He grabbed it and sat down.
"Daniel, after you went into the dining room, I went to check on what you had really been doing in the chicken pen." She stood up. "I was not happy to find this-" She picked up the ax and set it on her desk with a klunk. Quickly, remembering she worked at a BLIND SCHOOL, she added, "this ax with blood on it."
There was a pause.
"What were you really trying to do?"
"Miss, I was out there feedin' the chickens. Really-I swore I was and the next store neighbor’s boys came. They had the ax and you see put me up to it-to kill a chicken, I mean. They were laughing at me trying to get one. Then when they heard you callin' they ran. Ran as fast as they could. I could hear 'em. So I set the ax on the ground and went inside.”
Miss Sealan nodded. "Is that the truth?"
The little boy nodded, making his whole chair move.
"Then I will return the ax to its owner. Thank you for telling the truth. You may go now."
Daniel got up, feeling for a wall. Finally, he found one and followed it into the hall.
Miss Sealan sighed.