Mr. Tushman looked right at me and smiled and nodded. He put his hand out for me to shake.
"Hi, August," he said, totally normally. "It's a pleasure to meet you."
"Hi," I mumbled, dropping my hand into his hand while I looked down at his feet. He was wearing red Adidas.
"So," he said, kneeling down in front of me so I couldn't look at his sneakers but had to look at his face, "your mom and dad have told me a lot about you."
—Wonder
R.J. Palacio
What inference can you make about Mr. Tushman’s feelings toward August?
He doesn't care about August.
He treats August like a regular kid.
He gives August special treatment.
