Sara

“Carly grabbed at Howard, who was in the driver’s seat, while she was buckled in behind him. She flopped back in the seat of the car over and over, screaming and crying, throwing herself hard against the constraints of the safety belt. “What’s wrong? What’s going on?” they asked over and over. When they finally arrived at Barb’s several minutes later and turned off the car, Carly calmed sufficiently to respond. “You need a seat belt,” Carly observed. Sheepishly, Howard acknowledged he hadn’t fastened his when leaving our house.”
― Arthur Fleischmann, Carly's Voice: Breaking Through Autism