"I felt the tug on my sleeve and looked down to find him standing motionless. His mouth was moving but I couldn’t make out his words. His quiet body in the noisy room caught me off guard. I bent down to find his voice."
“This is my son. Look at my healthy, healthy young boy who’s undiagnosed. Look what the world’s coming to… we’re eagerly awaiting for them to release our boy legally. I’m shaking like a leaf. I’m shaking.”
