A wild blur of neurotypicality.

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"She said we need to get him around....other...kids," Betty paused and gave me a significant look, as if I was too dense to pick up what he meant by other. "Said he needs other examples of how kids are supposed to act.

I'm not much of an eye roller, but I wanted to roll my eyes at that. "Next time you have to take him in spur of the moment like that, make sure you get a different doctor. Screw her."

"Still." Betty shrugged and glanced out at the yard where our tiny blur of a secondborn was ch...