“I don’t really know, but we can go and find out later if you want.”
That seemed to perk my boy right up.
That evening, we walked over, and I finally saw the problem clearly for the first time.
There were four steep steps.
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No helpful railing. No ramp. No way down.
We knocked on our neighbor’s door. Caleb’s mom, Renee, answered. She looked tired.
“Hi, Miss Renee. I live across the road. We are sorry to bother you, but is there a reason Caleb never comes outside to play?”
Renee gave a soft smile. “He would love to, but… we don’t have a way to get him down safely without someone carrying him up and down all the time.”
Ethan looked concerned.
“We’ve been trying to save for a ramp for over a year. It’s just… slow going. Insurance won’t cover it.”
