I stared at my shopping list,not really reading it.I regretted bringing Jacob to Walmart,he had thrown a temper tantrum infront of everyone when I refused to buy him a green pinwheel.I had given in and thrown it into the cart.His stubby arms reached for it now.Jacob attemped to make it spin, sputtering all over it with his jelly covered lips.He wimpered, then touched my lips and held the pinwheel up to me.I blew hard and Jacob’s eyes sparkled with wonder as he watched the pinwheel spin round and round.He giggled and clapped his hands.I smiled and looked into his blue green eyes.I wondered why he couldn’t talk like the other kids,I yearned for his voice.Just one little word out of my boy’s mouth.I’ve met other autistic kids through the support group who talked after getting help.I wondered how long it would take.Jacob noticed me staring at him and whinned,he hated eye contact. I pushed the cart up to the checkout,flipping through a magazine with tips for parenting.Suddenly Jacob let out an ear piercing scream.