Название: Nobody’s Son: Part 3 of 3: All Alex ever wanted was a family of his own
Автор: Cathy Glass
Издательство: HarperCollins
Жанр: Биографии и Мемуары
isbn: 9780008187613
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Contents
Chapter Sixteen: Say Something Positive
Chapter Seventeen: Not to Blame
Chapter Nineteen: Conflicting Emotions
Chapter Twenty: Not Mum and Dad
Chapter Twenty-One: The Family
Chapter Twenty-Two: The Line Went Dead
Chapter Twenty-Three: Before It’s Too Late
Suggested topics for reading-group discussion
Chapter Sixteen
‘What’s that?’ Adrian cried in alarm from the living room.
‘It’s Alex. I’m going to him now.’
I hurried up the stairs to his bedroom as one crash followed another. After giving a perfunctory knock on his door I went in. A toy car zoomed past my head and crashed into the wall behind me.
‘Alex! Put that down,’ I said as he picked up another toy ready to throw. ‘You’ll break it.’
‘Don’t care!’
He threw it. The floor was already littered with items he’d thrown in the short time it had taken me to leave the kitchen and come upstairs: toys, books, his new trainers: in fact, anything that had come to hand.
‘That’s enough!’ I said as he raised his hand again. A box of crayons flew across the room. I went over and, taking him by the arm, drew him away from the toy box.
‘Leave me alone!’ he cried, struggling.
‘No. You’re going to regret breaking your toys. I know you’re angry and upset, but this isn’t the way to show it.’
‘Yes, it is!’ He pulled against me, trying to reach a book, possibly to hit me with.
‘No, Alex. Come and sit down and calm down.’
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