Silent Boy: He was a frightened boy who refused to speak – until a teacher's love broke through the silence. Torey Hayden

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      Torey Hayden

       Silent Boy

      He was a frightened boy who

      refused to speak – until a teacher’s

      love broke through the silence

       Dedication

      To S. K.

      for teaching me to cherish the

      brutal privilege of being human

      Contents

       Cover

       Title Page

       Chapter Ten

       Chapter Eleven

       Chapter Twelve

       Chapter Thirteen

       Chapter Fourteen

       Chapter Fifteen

       Chapter Sixteen

       Chapter Seventeen

       Part II

       Chapter Eighteen

       Chapter Nineteen

       Chapter Twenty

       Chapter Twenty–one

       Chapter Twenty–two

       Chapter Twenty–three

       Chapter Twenty–four

       Chapter Twenty–five

       Chapter Twenty–six

       Chapter Twenty–seven

       Chapter Twenty–eight

       Chapter Twenty–nine

       Chapter Thirty

       Chapter Thirty–one

       Part III

       Chapter Thirty–two

       Chapter Thirty–three

       Chapter Thirty–four

       Chapter Thirty–five

       Chapter Thirty–six

       Chapter Thirty–seven

       Chapter Thirty–eight

       Exclusive sample chapter

       About the Author

       Torey Hayden

       Copyright

       About the Publisher

Part I

       Chapter One

      Zoo-boy. The legs of the table were his cage. With arms up protectively over his head, he rocked. Back and forth, back and forth. An aide tried to prod him into moving out from under the table but she had no luck. Back and forth, back and forth the boy rocked.

      I watched from behind the one-way mirror. ‘How old is he?’ I asked the woman on my right.

      ‘Fifteen.’

      Hardly a boy anymore. I leaned close to the glass to see him. ‘How long has he been here?’ I asked.

      ‘Four years.’

      ‘Without ever speaking?’

      ‘Without ever speaking.’ She looked over at me in the eerie gloom of the room behind the mirror. ‘Without ever making a noise at all.’

      I continued to watch a little longer. Then I picked up my box of materials and went out into the room on the other side of the mirror. The


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