Where It Started
Ava knew the names of every child in her class. She could describe the rules of every playground game in exact detail — the sequences, the signals, the moments when you were supposed to run. But knowing and doing were different things.
Ava's body did not always follow the plan her mind laid out for it. She would reach for a ball that had already moved past her. She would set off at the right moment but arrive a beat too late. The other children were not unkind about it. They moved on without noticing — which felt, to Ava, like something almost worse.




