A lonely school bus driver remembered every child’s birthday—one afternoon, the entire town came together to surprise him.

Usually, Ben gets off the bus talking at full speed about everything at once.

But that Tuesday, he came through the front door quietly.

I was in the kitchen cutting apples, and I looked up right away.

“What happened?”

He dropped his backpack by the table and shrugged, but his eyes looked glossy.

“Nothing.”

That is how children continue reading …