Jun 21, 2008 16:42
Title: Years Advanced
Fandom: Dear Frankie
Word Count: 101
Frankie was wandering around the tiny kitchen happy as can be, smiling, touching the rolling pin covered in flour and yeast as he smelt the bread baking.
"It'll taste very good." His mother says slowly and bending down to stare her son straight in the eyes. His doctors, therapists and even some strangers had noted his talent for lip reading, saying he was years advanced. Frankie nods excited and licks the dough he spread onto his finger off.
"Go tell gran dinner is in twenty minutes." He remains standing eyes now doing the wandering. She smiles even a genius need practice.
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