when she sat with him as he lay sleeping
in his bed, she liked to imagine that in his dreams he lived in a world
where everyone understood him, where the language was real-maybe
not English, but something that made sense to him. She hoped he
dreamed of playing with other children, children who responded to
him, children who didn’t shy away because he didn’t speak. In his
dreams, she hoped he was happy.
— Dec 13, 2015 10:56AM
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