Olivia POVEthan's words kept coming after that first morning, slow and halting at first, like a stream finding its way back through ground that had gone dry for too long, and then, gradually, faster, fuller, until by the end of the second week he was stringing together short sentences with a confidence that still made my chest ache every single time I heard them.Dr. Alvarez, his therapist, wanted to see him twice that week instead of the usual once, and I sat in the waiting room both times, knee bouncing with nerves I couldn't quite shake despite how well everything seemed to be going, until she finally called me in on the second visit with an expression that told me, before she said a word, that the news was good."This is remarkable progress," she said, settling into her chair across from me while Ethan colored quietly in the corner, seemingly unbothered by being discussed. "In my experience, selective mutism this severe and this prolonged doesn't typically resolve all at once. It
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