Milo shook his head, trying to reassure his mother. ‘No, it’s not bullying, I can handle it, and it’s mostly just boring.’
Alessia sighed, realizing that her decision to keep Milo in kindergarten, thinking she could give him a normal childhood, might have been misguided.
She hadn’t fully understood the extent of his advanced intellect and the challenges it posed for him in a regular setting.
The ice cream seemed to melt faster than usual as they both lost themselves in deep thoughts.
Alessia took a spoonful of her raspberry ripple ice cream, savouring its tangy sweetness.
‘I want what’s best for you, Milo,’ she said softly, gazing at her son with love in her eyes. ‘I don’t want to hold you back from reaching your full potential. If the gifted school can offer you the right
