Karina nodded to the caretaker to signal she understood. After the caretaker left, she approached Dylan's desk.

Squatting down to his level, she looked at Dylan, who was fully absorbed in his block puzzle. "I know how to put this together. Would you like me to teach you?"

Dylan paused for a moment.

Karina pretended not to notice. "It's tricky, isn't it? And it seems like this block is part of a set. Are there more pieces somewhere?"

Dylan glanced at her, and Karina initially thought he would ignore her entirely.

To her surprise, he responded. "Yes, there are... in the room."

The sentence was short, but it was enough to make Karina's heart soar. Communication-even this little bit-meant there was hope.

*

*

She followed him to his room to retrieve the rest of the blocks, and the two of them spent the entire afternoon building together.

a meal,

Dylan barely glanced at the food, even as his stomach growled audibly. He showed no intention of picking up the spoon, seemingly

let

you, but I haven't shown you the rest yet. Do you want to keep learning? If so,

point it out, instead nodding with understanding. "Alright. But I am hungry. How about we eat

on an unexpectedly adult expression, as if he were seriously weighing

wasn't surprised. She knew that some autistic children were exceptionally bright-some even showed signs of genius. But their brilliance

rushing him, giving him the time he

long pause, Dylan finally set down the blocks and

working on the blocks together, and by evening, they had finally completed the

in surprise and looked up, startled

even some of the other children were

in admiration at the completed

to play too! Can I, Director?" another

"Of course, but you'll need to ask

girl immediately

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