Chapter 25. Adjustments Needed

Zera’s POV

I drove over to the school as fast as I could, and it surprised me that I didn’t get pulled over by the cops for overspeeding all the way there. I guess the odds were in my favor. The one thing on my mind was Zion, my son, who had displayed violent traits, something he had never done since he was a child.

I tried to think of any reason that would have led him to be so violent that he’d take another kid to the school clinic. I didn’t mean to cast blame, but all my mental fingers pointed at me. Perhaps I missed clues and hints on how to deal with him and this side of him. I missed the clues.

I didn’t raise him in a toxic environment, and I raised him always to be good. Always be kind in your dealings with others. I taught him what right and wrong were and ensured, to the best of my knowledge, that he followed the right path.

Maybe he was responding to the change that had taken place in the last few weeks. Not only did I almost stop picking hi