Second Chance Family
This is not negotiable. My son will attend your school, starting this Thursday." After dealing with a suicidal teenage girl most of the night, Dr. Shane McCoy didn't need this.
"We aren't equipped to deal with him. Jason should go to Eisenhower Elementary where there's a class for children like him," the principal said in a tight, highly controlled voice.
The woman's last sentence shredded what composure he had. Pacing his bedroom, Shane plowed his fingers through his hair and tried to remain calm. He gripped the phone. "You've known he would attend for months."
The rumble of thunder in the distance drew him toward an upstairs window at the front of his house. Jason didn't do well in thunderstorms. Please, Lord, don't let it rain— not today. He drew back the drapes and searched the sky. Dark clouds raced toward the east, away from his house.
"We've tried to find the right staff to handle your son, but…" The woman paused, taking a deep breath.
Jason appeared on the sidewalk leading from his house.
What was he doing out front? Going to get the newspaper for Aunt Louise?
"But there aren't—" the woman continued on th ... read full excerpt from: Second Chance Family ebook
