It was a sunny summer’s evening when I walked up the lawn of my colleagues’ front garden to join the celebrations for his wedding. I was greeted by a group of retired doctors and their wives.
Aneena, a retired practice nurse, asked after my family and especially Star. I spoke about what they were getting up to now, how Hannah had been in a dance show, Ben loved football and how Star had loved our holiday on the beach, was learning new words and getting ready to start school. I am not sure if some of the group could hear me above the noise of the band and the celebrations. The conversation came to a natural close and I said goodbye and went to find the newly weds to congratulate them. As I walked away I heard Aneena say loudly to the group:
“She adopted a Downs kid.”
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