Chapters (109)
- Part One
- ONE
- One day earlier
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- FOUR
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- EIGHT
- NINE
- TEN
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- TWELVE
- THIRTEEN
- FOURTEEN
- FIFTEEN
- SIXTEEN
- SEVENTEEN
- EIGHTEEN
- NINETEEN
- TWENTY
- TWENTY-ONE
- TWENTY-TWO
- PART TWO
- TWENTY-THREE
- TWENTY-FOUR
- TWENTY-FIVE
- TWENTY-SIX
- TWENTY-SEVEN
- TWENTY-EIGHT
- TWENTY-NINE
- THIRTY
- THIRTY-ONE
- THIRTY-TWO
- THIRTY-THREE
- THIRTY-FOUR
- THIRTY-FIVE
- THIRTY-SIX
- THIRTY-SEVEN
- THIRTY-EIGHT
- THIRTY-NINE
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- FORTY-EIGHT
- FORTY-NINE
- FIFTY
- FIFTY-ONE
- FIFTY-TWO
- FIFTY-THREE
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- FIFTY-FIVE
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- FIFTY-NINE
- SIXTY
- SIXTY-ONE
- SIXTY-TWO
- SIXTY-THREE
- SIXTY-FOUR
- SIXTY-FIVE
- SIXTY-SIX
- SIXTY-SEVEN
- SIXTY-EIGHT
- SIXTY-NINE
- SEVENTY
- SEVENTY-ONE
- SEVENTY-TWO
- SEVENTY-THREE
- SEVENTY-FOUR
- SEVENTY-FIVE
- SEVENTY-SIX
- SEVENTY-SEVEN
- SEVENTY-EIGHT
- SEVENTY-NINE
- EIGHTY
- EIGHTY-ONE
- EIGHTY-TWO
- EIGHTY-THREE
- EIGHTY-FOUR
- EIGHTY-FIVE
- EIGHTY-SIX
- EIGHTY-SEVEN
- EIGHTY-EIGHT
- EIGHTY-NINE
- NINETY
- NINETY-ONE
- NINETY-TWO
- NINETY-THREE
- NINETY-FOUR
- NINETY-FIVE
- NINETY-SIX
- NINETY-SEVEN
- NINETY-EIGHT
- NINETY-NINE
- GLOSSARY
- Acknowledgments
- Continue reading
- Part One
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“I have some exciting news,” Rose said. “I wanted to make sure it would happen first, and now it looks like it will.”
“Oh, really! I can’t wait to hear.”
“As you probably know,” Rose began, “there’s research suggesting that some autistic kids do well interacting with screen images. The topic is a little controversial, but some nonverbal children are able indicate their needs using mobile apps—like on a tablet, for example. And the ability to express themselves relieves them of a lot of frustration.”
Emma nodded. “Yes, I’ve read something about that.”
“So,” Rose said slowly, enjoying the suspense she was creating, “I asked Madame Akrofi if she could help the Center acquire a tablet we can try on some of our kids. Guess what? She did even better than that. She got us four tablets.”
“That’s wonderful!” Emma exclaimed, clapping her hands together.
“Yes, it is,” Rose said, elated. “So, what we plan is a ceremony later this week at which Mrs. Akrofi will be presenting us with the gifts. She’s arranging for some newspaper and TV press so that we can highlight the Center and use the opportunity for not only publicity, but education of the public as well.”
“That will be great,” Emma said. “I’m eager to see what Kojo does with the tablets.”
“Me too,” Rose said. Her demeanor changed to grave. “This year, we have to be very aggressive about raising funds. The lease on the property is up in fourteen months, and if I don’t pay the landlord, we’re going to be out.”
For Emma and Rose, that would be an unthinkable catastrophe. What would Kojo and the other children do without Auntie Rose’s Autism Center?
THIRTY-TWO
THIRTY-TWO
May 18
Drumming his fingers on his desk, Sowah said, “Our job is to find Gordon Tilson, so let’s begin. First, Emma, we need to trace Gordon’s path starting with the Kempinski Hotel. That’s where you’ll go this morning. You’ll speak to the manager and anyone else who saw or encountered Mr. Tilson. You should check the restaurants there, the security guys, and so on. Call me to brief me and don’t leave the hotel until we’ve discussed it.”
“Yes, sir.”
“Keep a record of your Uber charges so I can reimburse you.”
“Thank you, sir.”