Wednesday, May 8, 2013

foster


Luke Thomas.
Luke Munson.
Luke Nolan.
Luke Edwards.
Luke Moore.
Luke Turner.

I had been so many different people. I had so many temporary mom's and dad's who decided I wasn't compatible with their family make up. All those families who had sent me back to that horrid building on Richmond Street. All the families who said I wasn't good enough.
A house. A home. A permanent mom and dad. A bedroom I could paint whatever color I wanted. A brother and a sister and a cousin who would be those to me for the rest of my life.
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I was stranded.

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