No sooner had Laurence hung up the phone, when his office door was pushed open and Jasmine barged in. Her eyes were red and he could see that she’d been crying recently. “What are you doing back here again?” he wondered. It is late now...”
“Daddy…” Jasmine cried.
Laurence hastily got up and pulled Jasmine onto the sofa. He looked at the red mark on her face and asked her, “What’s wrong with your face?”
Jasmine covered her face and began to cry harder. Laurence looked at her and his heart nearly broke. “What is this all about?” he wondered. “Is somebody bullying you?”
Jasmine looked at her father and was too distraught to respond. She was distraught, but she was also ashamed.
Laurence took a second look at the red marks on his daughter’s face and was able to discern what might have ha
