Today I saw an incident report in Evan’s mail box when I went to pick him up. It said that Evan was sitting on a bicycle when a friend came from behind to take it, biting him on his lower arm near the wrist when he refused to give it up. 

I knew Evan would tell me who that friend was if I asked him about it. But since the identity of that friend was supposed to be confidential, so I waited until we were outside the daycare and asked Evan to show me where he got bitten.  

He pulled his right sleeve up and there, on his lower arm near his wrist, was an “O” shaped reddish bite mark. I could tell the bite was a hard one which made my heart ache. I said: “Wow, still so red.”

“Yeah, Ryan has red mouth.” Evan said.