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Danny never spoke a word until his fifth birthday, when he uttered a chilling confession, “Mommy has a secret.” As his grandmother, I’d always known there was more to Danny, but nothing could’ve prepared us for the truth his first words would reveal — or the chaos they’d unleash.
There’s something special about Danny. I’ve known it from the moment I first held him in my arms, long before the doctors had their say.
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See, Danny is five and doesn’t speak. The doctors say his development is delayed like it’s a simple thing, but I’m his grandmother, and I can feel it in my bones: Danny is different. Not broken, not wrong, just… different.
I look around the living room, brightly decorated for Danny’s fifth birthday. Despite all this, Danny is sitting in his usual spot by the window, tracing the lines of the carpet with his fingers.
I can’t help but smile. That’s just Danny in his own little world.
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Louise, my daughter, is fussing over the cake. She’s been more distant lately but wears her motherly face well. Her husband, Albert, is on his phone in the corner, probably answering work emails.
Albert loves his family. I know that much, but sometimes love isn’t enough when you’re stretched too thin.
I sip my tea, keeping my eye on Danny. Just as I’m about to look away, he stands up and marches toward me. His small hands clutch the sides of my chair, and for the first time in his five years of life, Danny lifts his eyes to meet mine.
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“Grandma,” he says softly. My heart stops. “I need to tell you something about Mommy.”
The room goes silent. Every head turns. Louise, pale as a sheet, drops the knife she was using to cut the cake. It clatters to the floor, but no one moves to pick it up.
I smile down at him, even though my hands are trembling. “What is it, sweetheart? What do you need to tell me?”
Danny’s voice is calm, almost too calm for a child his age. “Mommy has a secret.”
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Louise steps forward, her face tight with fear. “Danny,” she stammers, “why don’t you go play with your toys? We’ll talk later.”
But Danny doesn’t budge. His eyes never leave mine. “She’s not going to be around anymore,” he says, his tone matter-of-fact, like he’s discussing the weather.
The air in the room turns cold, suffocating. I swallow hard, my voice barely a whisper. “What do you mean, Danny?”
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He looks at me, his face expressionless, and repeats himself. “Mommy’s leaving. She told someone on the phone.”
The words hit like a punch to the gut. Louise’s hands fly to her mouth, and Albert finally looks up from his phone, confusion twisting his features.
“Danny, that’s enough!” Louise’s voice cracks. She moves towards him, but I hold up a hand, stopping her in her tracks.
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“No, let him finish.” My voice is steady, though inside, I’m unraveling.
Danny blinks, unaware of the chaos he’s caused. “I heard her tell the man on the phone,” he says. “She said she didn’t love Daddy anymore and something’s wrong with me. She said she wants to run away from both of us.”
Louise lets out a sob, crumbling where she stands. Albert, still in shock, stares at her as if seeing her for the first time. The room is spinning, the once joyful decorations now mocking us with their false cheer.
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Albert’s face is a mask of disbelief, but the hurt is starting to creep in. “Louise,” he whispers, his voice trembling, “is this true?”
Louise shakes her head, tears streaming down her face. “No, no, it’s not like that, Albert. He doesn’t understand. He… he must’ve misheard.”
She stumbles over her words, reaching out towards him, but Albert takes a step back, his eyes narrowing.
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“Misheard?” His voice rises, echoing off the walls. “He just said you told someone on the phone you didn’t love me anymore. That you wanted to run away from us! How do you mishear something like that, Louise?”
“I was upset,” she stammers. “I said things I didn’t mean, Albert. You’ve been so distant, and I felt lost.”
Danny, standing beside me, watches his parents with that same detached calm as if he’s not the one who dropped the bomb that’s now tearing them apart.
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I can’t take it anymore. I pull Danny into my arms, holding him close.
“It’s okay, baby. It’s okay,” I whisper, though I know nothing about this is okay.
Albert turns to Louise, his voice low and cold. “Who was the man, Louise? Who were you talking to?”
She opens her mouth to speak, but no words come out. Her silence says everything.
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He nods slowly, the realization sinking in. “So it’s true. You’re leaving. You don’t love me anymore.”
Louise collapses into a chair, her body shaking with sobs. “I don’t know what I’m doing,” she cries. “I’m lost, Albert. I don’t know who I am anymore.”
The room is thick with tension, every breath heavy. I keep Danny close, shielding him from the worst, but I know he’s absorbing every word. He’s always been more perceptive than anyone realized.
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Albert’s voice is softer now but no less pained. “And what about Danny?” he asks. “You were going to leave him too? You said there’s something wrong with him?”
Louise shakes her head violently, her hands trembling as she grips the edge of the table. “No, no, I didn’t mean it like that. I love him, Albert. But it’s so hard. He never talks, never looks at me, and sometimes I don’t know how to reach him. I feel like I’m failing him.”
Her confession hangs in the air, raw and exposed. For a moment, there’s only silence.
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Albert looks at her, his anger slowly giving way to something sadder, something more broken.
“I’m going to take Danny upstairs,” I say quietly, sensing that this is a conversation they need to have without an audience.
Danny doesn’t protest as I guide him towards the stairs. He walks beside me, calm as ever, his little hand slipping into mine.
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The days after Danny’s birthday feel like the aftermath of a storm. The air is heavy with the weight of everything said, and nothing feels the same.
Louise tries to explain things to me when Danny’s asleep. She tells me she’s been feeling trapped for years, that she never wanted to be a mother in the first place but did it because it was what Albert wanted.
“I don’t know how to be Danny’s mother,” she confesses one night, her voice small. “I’ve tried, Mom. I really have. But I just… I don’t feel it.”
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I don’t know what to say. How do you comfort your daughter when she tells you she’s failing her child? How do you forgive her for wanting to run away? I can’t. Not yet. Maybe not ever.
Albert, on the other hand, has moved swiftly. He’s filed for divorce, his heart too wounded to even try to mend what’s broken between them. I sit with him one evening after Danny has fallen asleep, the silence between us heavy.
“I don’t know what to do, Brenda,” he says, his voice rough with exhaustion. “I thought I knew her. I thought we were in this together. But now… I don’t even know who she is anymore.”
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I reach for his hand, squeezing it gently. “You didn’t do anything wrong, Albert. Sometimes people just… drift apart. And sometimes they break.” I swallow, trying to find the right words. “But you still have Danny. And he needs you. More than ever.”
Albert nods, though his eyes are far away. “He’s been talking more,” he says suddenly. “Not much, but sometimes. It’s like… he was waiting for something.”
I pause, letting his words sink in. “Maybe he was.”
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It’s been months since the divorce was finalized. Danny has started to speak more often, though his words are still few and far between. He prefers to observe and take everything in before sharing what’s on his mind.
I’ve learned not to push him. He’ll talk when he’s ready.
One evening, I tuck him into bed, his small body curling into the blankets.
“Grandma,” he says softly, his voice still carrying that calm that unnerves me sometimes. “Do you know why I didn’t talk for so long?”
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I blink, taken aback by the question. “Why, baby?”
He looks down, picking at the corner of his blanket. “I was waiting for the right time.”
My heart clenches. “The right time for what?”
“To tell the truth,” he says simply.
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I sit there, staring at him, my mind spinning. He’s only five, yet sometimes I feel like he sees more than all of us combined.
I lean down, pressing a kiss to his forehead. “Thank you for telling me the truth, Danny.”
He doesn’t say anything else but turns over in bed, ready to sleep. I sit there for a long time after, watching him. His quietness is not a burden, I realize now. It’s his strength. His way of understanding the world. And, in a way, it’s brought us all closer to the truth.
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Former teen idol Leif Garrett’s life took a horrible downward spiral
To me, it feels like teenage heartthrob Leif Garrett does not get enough credit as an artist and performer. He deserved so much more!
Throughout his career, the former teen idol experienced extreme highs and lows, but the highs he sought through drug addiction, which he used as a crutch, resulted in him sinking his career…
Before you see him today, at 62, it might be good to hold your breath…
What a babe he was….. Leif Garrett started as a child actor, and in the 1970s, he set the hearts of young women to fluttering when he became a musician.
My mom told me that when she went to the grocery store with her parents, she could see Leif’s face on all of the teen magazine covers at the checkout lanes.
The American singer-actor, born in Hollywood, California, was 5 years old when he first appeared in the movie Bob & Carol & Ted & Alice in 1969, which became the sixth highest-grossing film of the year.
Following that role, the sleepy-eyed, flaxen-haired heartthrob featured in the film Walking Tall, along with its two sequels. In 1983 he joined a number of fellow teen heartthrobs, including Matt Dillon, C. Thomas Howell, Patrick Swayze and Tom Cruise, in Francis Ford Coppola’s The Outsiders.
Some might also recognize him from his performances in TV series, like Family, The Odd Couple (1974), Wonder Woman (1978) and CHiPs (1979).
In 1977, he released his first album Leif Garret, and fans went wild when he performed covers of popular songs like The Wanderer (Dion), Surfin’ USA (The Beach Boys) and Paul Anka’s Put Your Head on My Shoulder.
Garrett was on top of the world. The blond, shaggy-haired singer toured worldwide, and his fans (mostly young girls) went crazy as soon as they saw him.
”I was on a public appearance tour in Sydney, Australia, and they had to fly me in by helicopter and then I jumped into an armored car and drove into the theater by back door. I’ve tried using a lim there before, but the fans almost tipped it over. I guess it’s an adrenalin push for them. They just freak out. It’s very weird,” Garrett told New York Daily News in 1979.
But even though his music was close to topping the charts, he struggled with management that made him feel like a “fraud.” The crossover to adulthood was also a challenge for Garrett.
“I think I was a good performer from the get-go but I wish they had offered me singing lessons before ever making a record and doing the typical punching in a sentence here or there or words or whatever,” Garret said in an interview.
“There’s a particular track (I Was Looking for Someone to Love) that doesn’t even sound like me at all. I would even possibly say I wasn’t even on that track. And to me, that IS fraud. That’s like a Milli Vanilli situation, the difference being, of course, mine was blended many times with myself and somebody else.”
Garrett’s career started to go downhill in 1979 when, drunk and drugged, he crashed a car and sent it tumbling down a hillside in North Hollywood, leaving his then-close friend Ronald Winkler a paraplegic.
But that wasn’t enough for Garret, whose life continued its negative spiral.
In 1980, a time he describes in his book as “the apex of pinup fame,” Garret revelled in sex, drugs and rock and roll with the legendary frontman of Queen, Freddie Mercury, who was at the time recording the hugely successful album The Game, which featured the hits “Crazy Little Thing Called Love” and “Another One Bites the Dust.” Garrett said he became friends with the band, who showed him a real rock star life with girls and drugs.
In an interview with Fox for the release of his memoir, Idol Truth, Garrett said:“I don’t think I was a very mature 16-year-old. I became mature very quickly because I was always surrounded by adults who were drinking and doing coke. I was a child, but being treated as an adult… And all of this was coming out of my pocket.”
He continued: “You know, I probably have the greatest fan base that I could ever imagine for myself. They have stuck with me through thick and thin. And as you know, I’ve gotten myself in plenty of bad situations. There was a lot of bad decision-making. But at the same time, I didn’t have the parental guidance that I should have at that time.”
Garret’s tally of charges is extensive. He dropped out of rehab and had numerous run-ins with the police, including whilst trying to buy drugs from undercover cops and trying to hide heroin in his shoe.
Despite making very effort at clawing his way back to the top, Garrett ultimately returned to his old habits. Because of his laughable experiences with the law, Garrett was selected to provide commentary on the comedy show World’s Dumbest, which chronicles the “most amazingly stupid” criminals.
The show also used other celebrities known for personal misadventures, like Todd Bridges, Tonya Harding, Gary Busey and Danny Bonaduce.
Then Garrett landed a starring role on VH1’s Celebrity Rehab with Dr. Drew, a show he did not want to appear on. Garrett accused the show of having him relapse for drama, a claim emphatically denied by VH1.
In an interview the LA Times, Garrett said: “They asked to get some footage of me using, and I said, ‘I haven’t been using. They said, ‘We really have to get footage of you using.’ Anyway, I was easily talked into showing them.”
When a counselor with the production called him out, suggesting he was still using, Garrett walked off the show saying: “This is insanity and quite honestly I don’t appreciate it.”
Fortunately, Leif Garrett is sober today.
”I had a 90-day sentence in county jail. I was in court-ordered rehab before that, and then my mom visited and told me she had stage IV lung cancer. I said, ‘I’m leaving to take care of her—nobody lives with her.’ So dealing with that, I started using again. So it was like, ‘Cuff him, bring him in,’ and I did the 90 days, and that was it,” he says.
According to the former teen idol, he’s still very grateful for all his fans.
”I’ve kept every photo or letter that a young lady sent, telling me about being on their walls and kissing me good night before they went to bed,” Garrett told Closer. “It’s very surreal and a bit embarrassing, but how flattering! I can’t thank [my fans] enough, because I’m still able to do something I enjoy and get paid for it.”
We’re rallying behind Leif’s recovery and hope he can enjoy his life now!
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