The scourge of second hand autism

Melissa and I just discovered the reality of second hand autism.

We used to be deniers, but then we went to Charleston while Joey stayed behind in a respite apartment.

Melissa slept. She usually doesn’t sleep much. Then we came home.

Joey’s had one night up turning on lights and doing other Joey stuff, and several days of non-stop talking.

Melissa’s stopped sleeping again. We thought it was just maternal love, staying up in lonely vigil in case he had a seizure.

But now we know.

It’s second hand autism.

Please. Only you can stop second hand autism. Send us more airplane tickets. To anywhere.

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