I went to the bank with Frank
He couldn’t understand
why there were three service windows
and only one teller
We were in the queue of five
It was quite a stressful morning for Frank
It started with my hair colour
Frank pointed at my hair
“Your hair should be black”
He said that to me
every time I wanted to start a sentence
I felt bad
I forgot to tell him before hand
I spooked him with dark blonde hair
on an asian face
It wasn’t logical
Frank was right
My hair should be black
Frank started to pace up and down the queue
“Three windows, one person
it doesn’t add up”
He looked at me
“You hair should be black”
I suggested we went out to the park
left the banking for another day
We walked in the Autumn air
I put my green beanie on
Frank and I shared cookies
underneath a liquid amber
near an empty skateboard park
We counted the cookies
before we enjoyed them
four on each layer
two layers in the Tupperware
four cookies each we had
To Frank
that made perfect sense
Flicker of Thoughts 
Frank sounds like a wonderful person. With autism everything must be a certain way, even ur “black hair”. Seems like he had fun on the outing.
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He calmed down after we got to the park.
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Oh good. They dont handle stress well. Did he go on the swing ? Friend or family of urs?
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A client of mine. He is quite high function. My new hair colour threw him a bit. It all turned out ok thankfully.
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Awwww💙 I have a 24 year old son who is autistic. So nice for u to get in the field of helping/dealing with them. Thank U Cassa 💞
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Wow. I missed this in the excitement of the day. Brilliant.
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Glad you like it 😊
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