

I’m Lilly, excited for a newcomer. Teacher smiles, 'Class, this is Tom.' Tom stares at shoes, very quiet. The bell clangs; he covers ears. I whisper, 'Hi,' but he doesn’t answer.

Next day, Teacher says, 'Lizzy is missing!' Our class checks boxes, shelves, corners. I ask Tom, 'Want to help?' He nods, looking toward the reading nook. Tom whispers, 'I heard scratching there yesterday.'

Hallway noise rises, and Tom winces. Teacher quietly offers headphones; Tom relaxes. We tiptoe to the nook together. Tom points, 'Warm light means Lizzy nearby.' Behind the curtain, our bearded dragon blinks.

Tom moves slowly, cupping his hands. I whisper, 'Easy, Lizzy. We’ve got you.' He breathes steady; Lizzy climbs in. Teacher smiles, 'Great teamwork, you two!' I grin, 'Different isn’t distant,' and Tom smiles.