Shari

You know the look that little kids get when they are eating or playing or doing something equally satisfying? Its like they are super content, they smile and bob their head up and down and look at their mommy or daddy or sibling and giggle.

Shari doesn't have that and I dont think she ever did. Her deep brown eyes move wildly and look past your face, searching for something. What she is searching for, no one will ever know.

Shari is autistic, and I spent time with her this week. Her parents are both doctors and one of the works with Jackie. He asked Jackie to babysit her during the week. No easy task as you can imagine.

She laid next to me on her brother's bare bead and our faces were so close that I could barely see her. She just stared and Jackie instructed me not to look away. This is how Shari communicates.

"Maybe she senses that you are a good person."