My husband and I were at Mc Donald’s where sitting in front of us was a middle-aged man with his teenage son. Instead of a son talking about sports and school, the father has to watch his teenage son playing, tapping his fingers on the window, trying to make sounds because he cannot speak and has to be gently told by his dad he has to finish eating because he has to go to work and they need to leave. His son is a special child.

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