Every Senior’s Sibling Was Asked to Make Them a Prom Gift-I Worried About My Brother with Down Syndrome Until I Saw What He Had Created

potato.”

The sparrow in my hand barely looked like a bird, but it was perfect.

After the ceremony, people gathered around Owen to ask about the carvings, hinges, and burned lettering. When a girl from my chemistry class told him his gift was the best, he frowned.

“No. The boat was good. The painting was good too.”

“But yours was different,” she said.

“They’re continue reading …