Status Updates From Tonight We Rule the World

This might be the best explanation I have ever read in a fictional story about how it feels to be autistic (forced to play a complicated board game and not knowing the rules while everyone else does)
And maybe I have to revise my prior opinion about Owen’s dad? Not sure about where he stands in all this 🤔

The author probably meant it that way, but I already hate Owen’s father fiercely!

I feel like screaming.

“Her and me and me and her. Teetering on the precipices of our hearts.”