It was a dark cold winter’s evening when I was asked to help in the search for little Danny. The social worker had gone to Danny’s school that afternoon to tell him he was going into care and he’d run away screaming and couldn’t be found. The police, staff and social worker were searching the grounds of the school when I arrived to help.
Eventually Danny was found, safe but very scared. He clung to me silent and petrified as I carried him to my car to take him home. So began the story of little Danny whose mother couldn’t cope with her son’s autistic behaviour and whose father had rejected him for being different..
Bem, já sabem que estes livros desta autora, só mesmo em ingles…
Este foi um pouco diferente dos habituais, já que não era uma criança com problemas sociais, mas sim uma criança com uma doença, o autismo. foi muito bom ler como ela lidou com tudo e sem duvida voltamos a ter belos exemplos para seguir.