As Peter was following his dad obediently home, he couldn’t believe what was happening. He had been totally shorn of his hair and now for some reason felt the strong compulsion to obey his father in all things. He had to keep erect posture while walking…. marching alone like a little soldier.
As they walked his father was clearly thinking hard about something, and he was afraid to think what that might be. He didn’t think it would be good for him. He was hoping his dad wouldn’t send him away to military school or boot camp, but with this haircut he thought both were very likely.
“Dad, I…” Peter began to try to explain or apologize, but his father silenced him with a glance and he felt no more need to say anything.
After another 10 minutes of walking they arrived back at home and his father just went straight to Peter’s room. Peter followed helplessly.
His father stood in the middle of the room looking around contemplating and Peter had chills go up his neck.
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Officer Stevens stared around Peter’s room just thinking what to do with his son. He knew that if he did nothing his son would just go back to getting in trouble and he couldn’t allow that. His son needed to grow up into a strong, discipline man.
And then it clicked, he knew what he would do.