I Let My Friend Drive My 10-Year-Old Daughter to Summer Camp – A Few Hours Later, the Camp Administrator Called and Said, ‘I Think You Need to Come Here. It’s About the Man Who Brought Her’

that suggest she’s been bullied by them and asked us to change her cabin assignment.”

“Bullied?” The word didn’t fit in my mouth. “By who? Since when?”

“Here’s what concerned me,” Karen went on. “When I asked if you knew, he told me you didn’t. And he asked me not to call you yet.”

“Somebody tell me what’s going on.”

The room went very quiet.

I turned to Owen. “What bullying?”

He rubbed his jaw. “After you left, Greta told me she didn’t want to go. I asked why, and it took a while, but she finally told me. A group of girls from school have been going after her for weeks. They’re all signed up for this camp.”

“Weeks,” I repeated.

“She showed me their messages.” His voice was rough. “They told her nobody would want her in their cabin. They said it would be the same at camp,