We were relaxing one Sunday morning, just the two of us, Trevor was at respite. The morning was amazing! We slept in until around 8:30 or so, woke up, sipped coffee, and cleaned the house. That is what respite allows for us, and it is great. Then, because our life is so predictable, our moment of respite was interrupted by a call from the emergency placement desk. A boy, who they thought was seven or eight years old, was found wandering the streets in the early morning during a rain storm. When they called us, DHS was not sure of the boys name. They were pretty certain he was 8-years old, did not speak english, but was from…
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