Losing Grip

Chapter 2

Mary Anne walked slowly towards Logan's house. As she walked, she remembered all the fun time's she'd had with Logan, and all the rough patches, too. Walking through Stoneybrook again after so long was just like flipping through a journal full of pictures . . . full of memories . . .

"Courteous? Who are you? Miss Manners?"

"I want to break up with you,"

"Good-bye, Logan,"

"Good-bye, Mary Anne."

"Do you want to go out again sometime?"

"Yes, on a real date. I still care about you, Mary Anne."

Reaching the house interrupted Mary Anne's thoughts. As she ascended the porch steps, she took a deep breath. She let it out as she pressed the doorbell.

In approximately 2 minutes, she heard shuffling of feet, and then the twisting of the knob. Finally a face appeared at the door. It was Logan's. And even though looking a bit more mature and unkempt, he still looked like the Logan of eighth grade.

He stared at her blankly and finally swallowed hard and asked, "Mary Anne?"

I decided to kid about it and said, "Yes, Logan, it's me, Mary Anne. Can't you recognize your old girlfriend? What a short memory you have."

"Of course I recognize you, Mary Anne. But . . . what are you doing here? I thought you were still in NYC."

"I was. But now I'm not. I'm going to start teaching at SMS in two weeks time. And you? What job have you got?"

"Come in and we'll talk."

"Alright," Mary Anne replied, warily. She was afraid of meeting his wife. What would she say to her? She was only his ex-girlfriend, after all.

When they were comfortably seated at the kitchen, Mary Anne tried again, "So, what job have you got other than being a husband and being a fa- father?" She knew the words "being a father" would hurt him because he was no longer a father, because his daughter was dead.

There was a silence, and finally Logan replied, taking a sip of coffee from the cup in front of him, "I'm a therapist working with the ARC. I'm on leave at the moment, and I have to get back to my special ed. Kids the Monday after the funeral." Logan took a deep breath and said, "And, I'm not married."

~End of chapter 2~

Next chapter summary: How will Mary Anne react to Logan's not being married? Will she be happy, knowing that Logan could be hers anytime? Or will she be angry that he had a daughter without even getting married? Find out in the next chapter . . .

ARC, in case you're wondering, stands for Autism Research Centre. As you can tell from it's name, it's an organization where they research autism and some other mental disabilities (e.g. Selective mutism, Downs syndrome, and many more.), and they also give therapy to disabled children. They use trained therapists (not terrapins), like what I'm making Logan, in this story. My brother is an autistic, and used to go for therapy with them. Now he goes to a different place. If you want to learn more about it you can go to their website I think this is it, but I'm not very sure, so the next time I update I'll give it to you guys: . Look it up in Yahoo.com, or email me with questions at sckx_92@hotmail.com. I can't promise to answer all your questions because I'm only knowledgeable in Downs syndrome, Dyslexia, selective mutism and autism. But I'll try my best. I'll even ask my brother's therapist. I think it's important to educate the world about these disorders. Here are the basics of Autism:

Autism is a disorder of the brain where there is this thick film clouding over the cerebellum, which is a part of the brain that controls balance, posture and coordination. It is not developed properly, either. For example, compare my brother and me. When I look at a picture, I see the whole thing, whereas for my brother, he would see the picture, but with lots of holes in it. The brain not being able to process the information given by the eye causes this. Since the cerebellum is under developed, he is unable to balance on a bike, aim a ball at a target, or even sit up straight. It is hard for them to do work, because the brain is unable to process the information. This also affects his speech, as, once again, their brains cannot process what he is actually trying to say. It instead comes out all jumbled up. In a way he is like Mimi. I hope you all understand what autism is, after reading this. I also hope that if you have any kids in your school like this, you will stop bullying them (if you are) after reading this. If you can't seem to grasp it correctly, email me and I'll get my mum or the therapist to explain it clearly to me, and then I'll email you with the info.

Also, here is another fact about autism: Asperger's syndrome, which is only a higher level of autism (better balance, posture and coordination), is actually quite common. Albert Einstein, Bill Gates, Jamie Newton (jut kidding, Isaac Newton), and many other scientists and inventors were or are Asperger's. And here's one about dyslexia: Lee Kuan Yew, the Senior Minister of Singapore is Dyslexic. And I'm mildly dyslexic. But hey, don't get me wrong, but I'm glad I'm not one of those severely dyslexic. I'm so mildly dyslexic it only shows itself rarely. Sometimes I can write 'the' as 'h(t', or the letter 's' upside down, or something like that. Gets frustrating for me even, so I can imagine how it must be for the severely dyslexic. Please R/R my story!!!

I'll only be updating on either weekends or Friday nights, so you might want to check for updates on Saturdays, Sundays or Mondays. For "Mal's Braces", I'll give you the rough dates of the appointments, so you can expect them the Monday following the appointments. All this is because school is re-opening!!!( You guys in America are so lucky! You get 3 MONTHS off from school while we Singaporeans only get 3 WEEKS!!!!

P.S.: Ballet Princess, you've somehow figured it out. The name 'Rebekah' will be in a later part of the story.