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I didn’t respond right away.
Because I didn’t know what response was allowed.
My boyfriend—Adam’s father—stood near the door the entire time the doctor spoke. He hadn’t touched anything since we entered the room. Not the chair. Not the paperwork. Not even me.
The doctor continued, flipping through pages.
“There are developmental differences. He will likely struggle with independent living. Speech may be delayed. Learning milestones will be slower.”
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