our school has a caretaker named Mr. Fletcher who eats alone in the boiler room every day. Nobody knows much about him, and the kids are a little afraid of him because he never smiles.
Last month, a quiet boy in Year 4 named Oliver started skipping lunch. He'd sit in the corner of the playground with an empty lunchbox, pretending to eat.
Mr. Fletcher noticed. He didn't say anything to the teachers or call anyone over. The next morning, he left a small paper bag on the bench beside Oliver, then walked away without looking back.
Oliver opened it slowly, and his eyes went wide.