“You’re not a loser, Caleb,” she assures me. “You have a beautiful gift. I wouldn’t change anything about you.” “But…” I lead, wobbling on the diving board again. “But, when you’re a parent, you hope your child is…” “Normal?” I finish for her, feeling like a failure. The genuine love she has for me is in every cell of my body, but that doesn’t stop my own body from producing disappointment like that’s the only thing it knows how to make. “Yes,” she agrees sadly. “We love that you’re you, that you have this ability. But it might make things harder for you. Just like—” She stops herself
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