He wanted that, and yet, felt a stirring of fear — or at least, discomfort.
Being HEARD, after all, presupposed, at least in his particular context, raising his voice enough, which was something that he had never — not after exiting the infant and toddler years, during which inarticulate screams had been the better part of his lexicon — done, consciously; angrily, decisively. Until that day. And on that day, […]
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