I sit at the boring white desk tapping my pencil rhythmically with my foot. Good Will Insurance company gets boring after awhile. No one was calling my phone so why couldn't I leave? I sighed as time seemed to slow down. It was 2:58 and I get to leave at exactly 3:05. I can't take it anymore. I have a child to pick up from school and a child to feed. I throw my head back groaning as time moves so slow I feel like dying. As I rise back I take the picture frame of Decklin and look at my boy. He is nothing like his father, just a pure Munroe.

Decklin is different. He's shorter then his entire special needs class, he doesn't talk, and only eats biege food. That's because Decklin is Autistic. I found out when he was 2. He wouldn't talk no matter what I did. So I told the doctor who sent me to a psychiatrist who diagnosed him. He still won't talk no matter what I do, but i've gotten used to it. He does hand signals if he needs something and even learned a little sign language. I'm so proud of my little guy. For only 7 he has made lots of accomplishments.

As my work day ends I check out and put my designer trench coat on and grab my purple leather tote bag running out to my Escalade. I drive as fast as I can because Decklin doesn't like if your too late or too early.

I enter the lobby to see him sitting alone on the orange couch staring at his velcro blue sneakers. He doesn't like hugs or kisses so I bend down fanning out my fingers and does the same. We touch hands and he grins a little.

"Hi honey, ready to go", I ask. He gives me a thumbs up and as usual I have to carry him out along with a schoolbag. He falls asleep on my shoulder and quietly ask his teacher Mrs. Smith if he had a good day.

"My yes he did dear. Just a little more quiet then usual. Didn't even make a move to anyone", she says sighing. I nod and leave to go home. I strap him in his car seat (which he still has cause he doesn't like changes) and drive all the way home.

He awakes as soon as I pull up to our split-level home. It is the whitest white with red shutters and rainbow flowers in every flower box under every window. It's warm and cozy just for the two of us. I open the door for him and he unbuckles himself and races for the apple red front door. He knocks then lets out a tiny giggle. I finally reach the door to let him in.

"No ones home silly", I say as he races in. As usual on Friday he goes to the bathroom on the main floor to not use it. He takes his book of the week , which is the giving tree and sits in the bathtub to read. He always shuts the door but keeps the window open so he can feel a nice cool breeze.

I decide to sit by the door to figure out why hes so sadder then usual. I hug my knees tight to my chest feeling protected.

"Honey, wanna tell me why your sad", I ask through the crack of the door. I hear his sneakers squeak against the tile as he comes out. He walks straight to his schoolbag and brings back a piece of paper. I take it from him and read it carefully getting wide eyes.

Middleton Academy's

1rst Annual

Father And Me Brunch

All kids can bring a

parental male

figure with them

Next Wednesday!

I knew this was going to happen. One of these days this was gonna pop up. He wouldn't come out for dinner so I left his Macaroni on the island in the kitchen for him. He finally comes out while I sit in the living room watching the news. I sigh and pat the seat next to me. He nods but instead he sits pretzel style on the floor in front of me.

"Decklin, I know your disappointed but I have to tell you about your daddy. He isn't nice like me and you. He was mean and did some very bad stuff to me. But daddy did something so bad he was sent to jail like Al Capone the guy you read about. Well honey I want you to know i'll find you a temporary daddy okay"? He just nods and goes to bed. " I love you Decklin", I call out. He runs right back fanning his fingers.

Tawni is the only person I keep in touch with. She had become a superstar A-List celebrity when I left. We still talk and she comes to visit but Chad disappeared from my life after what happened. Tawni still talks to him so maybe I could get Decklin a daddy.

I call Tawni up and she calls him. The answer I least excepted comes out and i'm starting to freak out.