Daxon
“So…have you ever thought about getting Lazlo tested?”
“What do you mean?” Roxanne asked.
“I mean like did you guys ever take him to the hospital and get him tested?”
“For what?”
“Like behavioral or mental things? Maybe autism or a disorder?” I questioned.
Roxanne looked taken aback. “Why would we do that?”
“Roxanne, come on. Lazlo is very sweet and smart but he’s not…”
“Normal? You’re saying there’s something wrong with my brother?”
“I don’t mean it like that!” I insisted. “He told me himself! He said he’s not normal a-and that’s why your dad left.”
“What? He-he said that?” I nodded. “That’s not true! Dad left because he’s a piece of s**t! He wasn’t fit to be a father, but there’s nothing wrong with Lazlo! He’s just…he likes dinosaurs and space and he gets hyper fixated I
