"If it's not physical, there's nothing we can do about it."

So you'd only see a problem when my brothers face was as bruised as his soul? 

Fuck you then, and fuck you now. It was your job, your responsibility to care for and supervise the kids, to make a safe space for them, and you disregarded it. Was it because the bullies were beloved, and we were still outsiders, no matter how much time we spent here?

Fine, I took the job on my own.