Episode 51: Patterns and Silence

They called it Asperger’s.

I call it… clarity.

Patterns make sense.

People don’t.

Eye contact is unnecessary.

Small talk is inefficient.

Touch is… unacceptable.

Unless—

“…Beckett?”

Diana.

I don’t look at her.

I don’t need to.

“…Yes.”

She taps my notebook lightly.

“…Explain this.”

I do.

Easily. Clearly.

She listens.

Actually listens.

“…Good,” she says.

That’s enough.

That’s always been enough.

She never forced me to change.

Never demanded I be “normal.”

She just… adjusted the world around me.

And expected me to meet her halfway.

Which I did.

For her—

I always do.