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At that, I have to smile a little. Where did you hear that term. Crime Busters, Episode 4. Well, just so you know it means to punch someone. Not hit them with an actual clock. Jacob blinks at me, expressionless. He lives in a literal world its one of the hallmarks of his diagnosis. Years ago, when we were moving to Vermont, he asked what it was like. Lots of green, I said, and rolling hills. At that, hed burst into tears. Wont they hurt us But whats the motive I ask, and on cue, Theo thunders down the stairs. Wheres the freak he yells. Theo, you will not call your brother. How about I stop calling him a freak when he stops stealing things out of my room. I have instinctively stepped between him and his brother, although Jacob is a head taller than both of us. I didnt steal anything from your room, Jacob says. Oh, really What about my sneakers. They were in the mudroom, Jacob qualifies. Retard, Theo says under his breath, and I see a flash of fire in Jacobs eyes. I am not retarded, he growls, and he lunges for his brother. I hold him off with an outstretched arm. Jacob, I say, you shouldnt take anything that belongs to Theo without asking for his permission. And Theo, I dont want to hear that word come out of your mouth again, or Im going to take your sneakers and throw them out with the trash. Do I make myself clear. Im outta here, Theo mutters, and he stomps toward the mudroom. A moment later I hear the door slam. What we got here, Jacob mutters, his voice a sudden drawl, isfailure to communicate. He crouches down, hugging his knees. When he cannot find the words for how he feels, he borrows someone elses. These come from Cool Hand Luke Jacob remembers the dialogue from every movie hes ever seen. Ive met so many parents of kids who are on the low end of the autism spectrum, kids who are diametrically opposed to Jacob, with his Aspergers. They tell me Im lucky to have a son whos so verbal, who is blisteringly intelligent, who can take apart the busted microwave and have it working again an hour later. They think there is no greater hell than having a son who is locked in his own world, unaware that theres a wider one to explore. But try having a son who is locked in his own world, and still wants to make a connection. A son who tries to be like everyone else, but truly doesnt know how. I reach out to comfort him but stop myself a light touch can set Jacob off. He doesnt like handshakes or pats on the back or someone ruffling his hair. Jacob, I begin, and then I realize that he isnt sulking at all. He holds up the telephone receiver hes been hunched over, so that I can see the smudge of black on the side. You missed a fingerprint too, Jacob says cheerfully. No offense, but you would make a lousy crime scene investigator. He rips off a sheet of paper towel off the roll dampens it in the sink. Dont worry, Ill clean up all the blood. You never did tell me Theos motive to kill you. Oh. Jacob glances over his shoulder, a wicked grin spreading across his face. I stole his sneakers. In my mind, Aspergers isnt a label to describe the traits Jacob has, but rather the ones he lost. It was sometime around two years old when he began to drop words, to stop making eye contact, to avoid connections with people. He couldnt hear us, or he didnt want to. One day I looked at him, lying on the floor beside a Tonka truck. He was spinning its wheels, his face only inches away and I thought, Where have you gone I made excuses for his behavior the reason he huddled in the bottom of the grocery cart every time we went shopping was because it was cold in the supermarket. The tags I had to cut out of his clothing were unusually scratchy. When he could not seem to connect with any children at his preschool, I organized a no holds barred birthday party for him, complete with water balloons and pin the tail on the donkey. About a half hour into the celebration, I suddenly realized that Jacob was missing. I was six months pregnant, and hysterical other parents began to search the yard, the street, the house. I was the one who found him, sitting in the basement, repeatedly inserting and ejecting a VCR tape. When he was diagnosed, I burst into tears. Remember, this was back in 1. Id had with autism was Dustin Hoffman in Rain Man. According to the psychiatrist we first met, Jacob suffered from an impairment in social communication and behavior, without the language deficit that was a hallmark of other forms of autism. It wasnt until years later that we even heard the word Aspergers it just wasnt on anyones diagnostic radar yet. But by then, Id had Theo, and Henry my ex had moved out. He was a computer programmer who worked at home and couldnt stand the tantrums that Jacob would throw when the slightest thing set him off a bright light in the bathroom, the sound of the UPS truck coming down the gravel driveway, the texture of his breakfast cereal. By then, Id completely devoted myself to Jacobs early intervention therapists a parade of people who would come to our house intent on dragging him out of his own little world. I want my house back, Henry told me. I want you back. But I had already noticed how, with the behavioral therapy and speech therapy, Jacob had begun to communicate again. I could see the improvement. Given that, there wasnt even a choice to make. The night Henry left, Jacob and I sat at the kitchen table and played a game. I made a face and he would try to guess which emotion went with it.