"Okay," he answers, looking up from his book.
"Nothing special happened?"
"I only ask, because I received an e-mail from the vice-principal, saying you'd been paddled, and I thought your first time being paddled at school might be something special."
Taylor looks a little guilty now, but he just shrugs.
"You wanna tell me about it?"
He shrugs again, but he can tell you're not going to drop it.
"Did they tell you why I got licks?"
"Throwing paper after the entire class was told to stop?"
"It wasn't me."
"If it wasn't you, then why did they paddle you for it?"
"Because I said it was me."
"Dad, please don't tell, but James..."
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"Why did you take the blame, if James did it?"
"Because James got whupped last night, and you know Uncle Carl whups him at home if he gets it at school. As soon as Ms. Jenkins started asking who did it, I could tell James knew he'd screwed up, and how scared he was, and it was only a couple of swats. You're not gonna tell Uncle Carl, are you?"