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His Texas Forever Family. Amy Woods
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isbn 9781472048585
Автор произведения Amy Woods
Жанр Контркультура
Серия Mills & Boon Cherish
Издательство HarperCollins
She looked up to see his brows knit with concern—concern for her child.
“Is everything okay?” he asked, leaning forward to place a hand on her desk.
“Yes,” she lied.
Paige willed herself to maintain composure. She was an assistant principal and every kid should be her priority. She couldn’t think of Owen any differently.
But he was different. He was her own. And things were obviously still not okay, even after everything they’d tried over the past six months to get him talking again. She’d known she’d been senselessly optimistic by hoping that Owen’s first day of first grade would miraculously cure his selective mutism, but her heart had jumped ahead anyway and she hadn’t been able to stop herself from hoping he might speak to his friends or his new teachers.
Despite the rocky time they’d had getting to school that morning, Paige had been hoping that they could both start fresh this year.
That the Owen she knew would recover and resume communicating with the rest of the world.
But nothing had changed, and Paige had to admit they were running out of options.
She snapped back to her office. Liam was staring at her, his green eyes full of curiosity.
She would have to find the right way to bring up Owen. As a parent of one of his students, she knew there would come a time soon enough when Liam would find out about Owen’s disability, but Paige didn’t want him to think her incapable of objectivity by focusing all of her attention on her own son at their first one-on-one meeting. As assistant principal, all of the students were her responsibility, not just her own little guy.
“What is it?”
“Well, it could just be that it’s the beginning of the year, and the boy is shy, but...” Liam hesitated.
“But...” Paige prompted.
“But he didn’t speak during the whole period. I mean, he didn’t say a single word. And, like I said, maybe it’s just first-day jitters. We’ve all had that, including me, but...”
Paige ignored the reference to their morning run-in.
“Even with all of that, most first graders I know have plenty to say, and well, this kid didn’t say anything. It seemed like more than just shyness. I think there might be something more serious going on.”
Paige forced herself to swallow the fist-sized lump in her throat before working up the courage to speak, and she sent up a silent wish that her voice would come out sounding as normal as possible.
“I’m just curious, so that I can look into finding extra help for him if it comes to that, but may I ask something?” Paige said.
Liam nodded.
Paige measured her words carefully, wanting desperately to know every single detail about what had gone on during the class, every minute piece of information possible but knowing too that it was her job to give Owen the chance to be a normal kid. To let his actions, rather than her overprotective nature, speak for him. She knew he would hate it if he found out that she’d been talking to Mr. Campbell. And she couldn’t stand feeling that she’d betrayed her son.
“Did the other kids make fun of him or tease him in any way? Did they seem to think there was something...wrong...with him?” If Liam picked up on her hesitation to be frank with him, his face gave nothing away. He seemed to simply weigh her question carefully before answering with equal mindfulness.
“No, nothing like that. And actually, Owen seems to have quite a few buddies in the class. But when I tried to get him to talk to me, even to introduce himself, he wouldn’t interact at all. Some of the others even spoke up for him, which is kind, but, in reality, can sometimes make situations like his even worse.”
“Situations like his?” Paige asked. Had Liam met other children with something like Owen’s condition? In her years of teaching, she’d seen similar conditions a couple of times, but for those kids it had always passed as the school year went on and they made friends. For Owen, it didn’t seem to be improving despite six months of behavioral therapy. Even though Dr. Roberts knew the cause, he hadn’t yet been able to get Owen to talk to anyone besides his mother.
“Well, yes. I’ve seen it a few times actually. Both in my teaching experience and in...”
Liam was interrupted as Paige’s office door opened and a small, sandy-haired boy burst in, stopping just inside as his blue eyes shot back and forth between the two adults who had turned to stare at him.
“Well, hi there,” Liam said, smiling at the child.
“Hi, sweetie,” Paige said, unfreezing her limbs and rising quickly from her chair. “Come on in.”
“Mr. Campbell,” she said, “I think you’ve already met my son, Owen.”
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