Were they grandparents? Parents? Aunts? Uncles? Were their children seven, like ours? Teenagers? Was this for themselves? I had my knitting with me-because I can never sit still without it-and I was checking out the other people with their knitting and then starting to put together backstories on the people who were sitting in the room. S O THERE I was, sitting with my husband in a class for parents with children with ADHD. To request permission and all other inquiries, contact Dreamspinner Press, 382 NE 191st Street #88329, Miami, FL 33179-3899, USA No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, or by any information storage and retrieval system without the written permission of the Publisher, except where permitted by law. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, business establishments, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.Ĭover Art by Dan Skinner/Cerberus Inc.
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