A month later she judged his mental age to be 7 months. It was a very warm day for September and lots of families were out playing in the park, kids feeding the swans and parents having picnics. It wasn’t hard to spot Christie and Mikie. The twenty-something was sitting in a big stroller adorned with elmo decals, wearing a Big Bird T-shirt and a big nappy, sucking away at a dummy while he swung his long bare legs and feet out into the air and slapped them against the foot rest. His eyes were gazing with excitement at all the people around the park. He felt no embarassment of course he was just curious.
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