Friends of a Feather by Lauren Myracle

him to the far corner of the room. She tells him he needs to take a time-out.
    â€œAw, man!” Taylor complains, but he sits down with a thud. The corner of the room is better than outside in the hall, though. The corner of the room is a good spot for him.
    I’m happy inside my skin, and my heart swells, because we’re all in spots that are good for us. We’re all exactly where we need to be.