say?
âOh, Darrah,â breathed my mom and began to cry again.
Got it! I turned to her. âIâm sorry Mom. And Dad. I didnât mean to put you through this. Iâm so sorry.â I was acting again, doing a great job, not really thinking about what I was saying.
âOh, Darrah,â Mom grabbed my hand.
Then, to my surprise, I burst into tears. Real tears, not stage ones. Mrs. Barrett produced another box of tissues and handed it to me. Mom hugged me, and Dad patted me reassuringly on my back.
âIâm really, really sorry, for everything,â I said through my tears. âI didnât mean to hurt anyone.â
âThank you, Darrah,â said Mrs. Barrett.
âGood,â said Mrs. Johnson. âSheâs said sheâs sorry, so letâs go home.â She shifted in her chair and reached for her cane, getting ready to stand up.
âNot yet. The circle isnât finished. Would you like me to take you to the handicapped bathroom again before we proceed, Mrs. Johnson?â
âDonât need to do any more proceeding, far as Iâm concerned. The girl apologized. Thatâs good enough for me. Letâs wind this up.â
I was solidly with Mrs. Johnson on this point. Letâs just forget any sanctions and go home. But no one else spoke up to agree.
âWeâre nearly done. But first, Darrah, have you thought about what you might do to make amends for your actions?â
I stopped crying immediately. The sanctions were how I would pay for my actions. Mrs. Barrett had said that sanctions werenât punishment, and I shouldnât think of them that way. âItâs doing whatever you can to make things as right as they can be.â Sheâd asked me to think about what I could do, like community service, something that helped others.
âI thought about writing letters, apologizing.â
âWho would you write to?â
âMrs. Johnson. The hospital, too, I guess.â
âThe representative from the hospital suggested a letter,âadded the constable. âAfter he finished talking about the inconvenience and Darrahâs irresponsibility andââ
âThank you, Constable, we donât need to hear anymore. I had a conversation with the same person, and much of what he said about Darrah is judgmental and must not be repeated here.
âWhat do the rest of you think about Darrah writing two letters of apology as one of her sanctions?â
Everyone nodded.
âAll right, thatâs decided. Mr. and Mrs. Patrick, will one of you take responsibility for making sure Darrah does this and go with her to deliver them in person?â
âIâm sure my wife can find time for that,â said Dad. âAnd I will proofread the letters and make sure theyâre sincere.â
âIs that agreeable to you, Darrah?â
âCanât I mail them?â
âNo,â said my father, âI think you should deliver them yourself. And apologize in person as well.â
Thanks Dad. Thanks for making this harder for me. I glared at him, then nodded and mumbled, âSure.â What choice did I have?
âGood.â Once again Mrs. Johnson reached for her cane to get up. Mrs. Barrett pretended not to see her.
âDarrah, at our pre-circle interview, I told you that sanctions often are time spent helping in the community. Have you thought about helping out in the soup kitchen or charity thrift store on the weekends?â
âLast year Darrah was very involved with her schoolâs drama program,â said my father. âShe often had to rehearse on the weekends. We think it would be good for her to participate again this year.â
âI donât understand,â said Mrs. Barrett. âI thought Darrah missed her chance to be in the play.â
âThat wasnât a school play I was auditioning for, that was amateur theatre, real theatre, nothing to do with the