Chapter 12
Sarah GardnerIt was only the first week back at school and already Sarah had been called in to see Noah’s teacher.
“I’m sorry, Mrs. Gardner, but we really do need to talk about Noah’s behavior,” the teacher had said.
Sarah studied the woman’s face. Her feigned empathy was well-rehearsed. It was perfect. Sarah wondered how many times she’d had this conversation with other parents before.
What could she say? Sarah had agreed to take Noah to see a specialist. The prospect frightened her. But as Louise had said, “To not take him would be a disservice to him. And besides, you’re only doing what’s best for him. They’re there to help him—and you.”
Sarah glanced around the room as she waited for Noah’s name to be called. There were others around. Mothers and sons, mothers and daugh
