The Naughty Couple!

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Mr. English returned to CPS he had a huge smile on his face.

"What are you all smiles about?" Asked Greta his partner?

"Well if you must know I just got back from the Jensen's, I've been kind of feeling a bit worried that I may have given them to much to for them to chew after placing Martha in their home."

"Yeah how is that going?

Are they about ready to ship her back?

Your smiling because you stumped the miricle workers or what?

What happened?" Asked Greta?

"When I first got there, Martha came..."

"Let me guess naked as a jailbird!"

"Nope, she was fully dressed!"

"Let me guess she took her clothes off right in front of you, because they had just got her dressed?"

"No wrong again she had her clothes on since this morning!

Then Mr. Jensen said, say hello to Mr. English! Martha said, Hewwo Mr. Engwish!."

"No way I didn't  think she would ever talk, she spoke?" Asked Gretta?

"Then she said she had to go potty!

She went and used the toilet on her own!"

"Uhuh, she went potty?

On her own?

You do know April Fools Day was weeks ago don't you?" Asked Greta?

"I'm not lying, I'm not playing no tricks on you I am telling the truth!

He did say she still dumps her plate, at least it's on the table and not the floor though.

Mr. Jensen seems to think she hadn't mastered the use of a spoon or fork thats why she preferes her hands still!"

"Wow! She has been there what, two weeks now? How did they do it?" Asked Greta?

"Once again they didn't take the credit.

They gave the credit to Marth." Said Mr. English.

"How did Martha do it then?" Asked Greta?

"She watched others, she saw her sisters using the bathroom.

She did it to.

First time she didn't remove her panties, just peed right through them. Another she came out with the toilet paper stuck in her crack and was unrolling the role from the dispenser in the bathroom!"

Greta chuckled at the the visual image she saw in her head.

"She used to listen to the the stories that Richard, Mr. Jensen used to tell she got the book and said Pooh as she pointed at Winnie the Pooh, and Eyeore when she pointed at Eyeore." 

"So she might not be off as bad as we all thought?" Asked Greta?

"Mr. Jensen referred to her as a sponge.

She even was singing her Abc's when I first got there.

He also told me she watches others and emulates them, that's how she learns.

He also said she is more like her other kids at night, she still wets her bed.

But she is smarter than we gave her credit for.

Kind of nice to be proven wrong in this case isnt it?"

"Most definately!" Said Greta.

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Greta reported to Martha's family that she was doing really good.

She was starting to talk, toilet, and keep herself dressed.

Almost eating right.

Greta wasn't scared she already had the signatures signing Martha over to the state custody weeks ago. 

Martha for now was a pawn. 

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The family of Martha decided that they wanted her now.

They were under the impression that she was just to stupid to learn, she couldn't understand things going on around her. 

With their filing of guardianship since they were family and the Jensen's weren't.

She was given back to her family by court order.

Greta could do nothing but apologize for getting Martha removed from the Jensen's. 

The family of Martha brought her back to CPS.

"I thought you said she was doing better?

She was supposed to be talking and toileting.

Since we got her she has been nothing but a pain in the ass!"

"Whoa, whoa!

Just a minute she was doing that stuff! I saw her myself.

What did you guys do?" Asked Mr. English?

"We have just been beating her when she didn't do what you told us she could do!

Today was the last straw!

She got on my bed went ugh, ugh and pooed on my bed.

I beat her for about 15 minutes and she peed on my carpet!

You know how hard it is to get pee out of a white carpet?"

Mr. English looked and sure enough there was bruising on her ribs.

He had her checked and he told Greta "Take her the toilet please!"

He also sent her a text message to have her checked out top to bottom. 

Martha was being checked out and her back of bruises were being photographed.

The police were called and on the way. "Hurt!" Was all she said.

Mr. English was talking to the lady killing time. 

"Where is Martha she should be done pissing and pooping by now."

His phone rang. "Send them in!"

The lady saw the cops outside his door.

"You mother Fucker!" She spat at him also about that time she got scared and she peed on Mr. English's carpet.

The lady was arrested for child abuse, child endangerment and anything else they could!

This lady will not be getting Martha back.

Mr. English took Martha to school where Mr. Jensen and Mrs. Jensen were at right now. 

She asked "Mommy, Daddy, Mrs. Wheathers?"

"That's right little one were at your school!" Said Mr. English.

"Home!" Said Martha.

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We were surprised when Mr. English brought Martha back.

She saw me and said 'Daddy!"

She grabbed me and wouldn't let go her tears were flowing. 

"What's the matter little one?"

"Heart Hurt, Cry!" She said. 

I had to smile I knew in Marthaese that meant she was so glad to see me she was crying.

Even at 12 I picked her up and carried her to my office we sat in my chair.

It wasn't a rocker, but did swivel back and forth slowly and calmly which I did to this girl.

"Potty daddy!" 

I took her to the staff bathroom.

She sat on the toilet and I was leaving to give her some privacy.

"No go!"

"Okay Princess I will stay."

I heard her tinkle and get up and wipe.

She was about ready to walk out I heard her say "Wash Hands!" I washed her hands for her and helped dry them off.

We walked out and Candy was there.

"Mommy!" Martha about tackled her.

Candy gave her a hug and kissed her cheek. "Luv ooh mommy!"

"What happened I thought we lost her?" Candy asked me?

I lifted her shirt enough for her to see bruising.

"Ouch! Her Aunt?"

"Yes!" I said.

"Lady mean, mad at Martha, didn't talk right."

"I think you talk very beautifully!" Said Candy.

"I do as well, I said. When her Aunt got her and heard she was talking, she expected her to be talking like you or I are talking, full sentences. She started beating her, because she wasnt talking like that.

Then her toileting got bad she started pooping and peeing anywhere. The lady was more worried about her house than Martha." I explained to Candy.

"Poor girl, were so glad to have you back!" Candy said as she hugged Martha.

"Home!" said Martha.

"That's right little one, and were your family!"

All the kids were glad to see Martha.

I don't know who was gladder, Martha or the kids. 

When Mr. English asked us to take Martha, I remember thinking we had a lot to offer Martha as a family.

Now I'm not to sure she didn't have a lot to offer us!

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We got home and Martha took her clothes to her room and I went and helped her put her clothes away in her drawers.

"Daddy!" Martha said as she gave me a pretty good bear hug herself.  

"Love you daddy!"

"I love you Martha!"

As I gave her a small hug as I know she still was hurting from her recent abuse.

I saw her go into the toilet.

She forgot to close the door I heard her pee. 

She came out and asked me.

"What for dinner?"

"I think mommy is cooking Fried Chicken and  corn on the cob."

It wasn't really Fried Chicken it was frozen and then baked.

Her real Fried Chicken from scratch was something she made either Saturday or Sunday when she had time to do it herself.

If I may say so one of her best dinners.

You can tell she is from the South when she cooked her fried chicken.

The corn on the cob was also frozen and brought to us by the happy, grass colored, very big person. What I called the Jolly Green Giant.

When dinner was ready I was surprised Martha didn't dump her plate on the table.

I think it was because everything was finger foods.

After dinner I let Candy bathe Martha.

After we were getting ready for bed I saw her crying.

"What's the matter?" I asked? 

"Martha told me she loved me and I saw how bad she was beaten by that lady.

Richard, promise me were going to make her a permanent part of our family!

When we first got her I couldn't see us adopting her, maybe because she wasn't perfect, well not perfect, normal?

Now I can't see us without her just as she is!

Besides if we don't adopt her I don't want to see her go to anybody else.

I don't want to see her hurt again!

Who knows what she could get next time?

With us I know what she has!"

"I promise, I think we need her as much as she needs us!"

I called Mr. English the next day and told him we want Martha.

As usual he said "Splendid!"

Then added "I was hoping you would want her!"

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We filed for the adoption of Martha Francisco.

I always wondered what our kids would think if we ever had a child or got a child like Martha?

I learned that they had came from different backgrounds.

We had a black daughter, a Hispanic daughter, we had several that were so glad to be out of an abusive homes they thought we were the greatest just because we didn't abuse them!

We had our own kids that Candy and I had given birth to ourselves  we were different but the same we were Jensen's. 

I didn't know if Martha knew what adoption was but she already saw this as home, and she already fit in our family.

Russell though younger saw himself as a big brother.

He saw about four kids picking on Martha one day on the playground.

At first he tried talking he saw that wasn't working very well.

One of the kids said "look at me im pushing the retatd down!"

He shoved Martha and she landed on her butt and skidded.

Russell said "I don't know what happened I just started punching the kids.

It felt like I was watching me punch these kids.

It was like my eyes werent inside of me they were watching me fighting these kids."

Of course Russell was overpower there was 4 of them and only one of him but, there wasn't one of them four that hadn't gotten punched by Russell.

Martha had scratch marks on her butt from where the kid pushed her.

Once again when I asked the boys why why they had to pick on poor Martha they said "Because she is different! Duh!"

"Whats so different about her?" I asked?

"She is retarded, she isn't smart!" Said one of the kids.

"Oh really Mark you aren't passing many of your classes, she is passing all her classes doesn't that make her smarter than you! Sounds like your the retarded one."

The other 3 started laughing at Mark. 

"Cut it out you guys!" Mark said. 

"Bruce you don't learn to read until you were in third grade. We found out you were dyslexic!

That made you retarded  sorry but the definition of retarded is to hold back or restrain by an external force.

To you it means stupid what do you know about Martha?"

"Nothing other than she is stupid," said Craig getting him a laugh from the other 3!

"Did you know that when she was born her own mother and father were ashamed to have a child like Martha.

They locked her in a bedroom.

She was treated like you would treat your dog.

Peter you have a dog did you teach it to go potty outside, not inside?"

"Yeah I got it so he didn't poop or pee inside!" Said Peter.

Did your mommies and daddies teach you guys to get out of your diapers to use the toilet?" 

"Yeah we can all use the toilet said Craig big deal."

"Well you see Marthas parents never taught her that, she just pooped and peed where ever she happened to be in that room she was locked in.

When you were fed by your mom and dad.

I take it you eat off a plate, use a knife, fork, and spoon?

You get fed good food?"

"What's this got to do with Martha," asked Bruce?

"Well you see Martha's parents only fed her what was left over from their meals and it was dumped all over the floor the same place she peed and pooped.

Peter I bet you have fed your dog the things you didn't want to eat off the floor haven't you?"

Peter gave no response just nodded his head yes.

"When you guys were little I bet your mom and dad talked to you, read to you, played with you.

The only contact that Martha got was about every other day they gave her a bath and scrubbed her room that she ate from and used the toilet on.

You say she is retarded, stupid.

Your no better than her parents.

You haven't given her a chance."

"She talks funny!" said Mark. 

"When you came out of your mommy's belly, did you come out talking? Of course not!

When Martha came to us she couldnt talk, not one word.

Look at her now at least she is trying to talk.

Instead of calling her Retarded or Stupid, the word for her is Developmentally Disabled.

She learns she just isn't as fast as you and I are at learning.

You guys treat Martha right and be nice to her you will find a person underneath there worth knowing you might learn that other than her disability she is a great kid! In fact the reason my son Russell stood up for her is because she is being adopted by my family she is going to be Russell's sister!"

Mark said "I guess if she was my sister that I would fight for her like he did, from guys like us.

I pushed my intercom and said "Send them in!"

I heard "Daddy! As she ran to me and I hugged her.

She saw the boys and went quiet. Hurt me," as she rubbed her butt and pointed at Mark. 

Mark said "I'm sorry I hurt you I shouldn't have done that!"

"We're sorry We teased you," said Bruce, Craig, and Peter! 

"Can we be friends?" They all asked?

"Friends!" Said Martha with a grin, as she hugged all 4 of the boys. She didn't know it but she gained 4 pseudo brothers that day!

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About a week later Martha was being teased again.

This time not by boys but by some girls. 

"Hey retard, you going to cry retard, you going to pee yourself, like al little baby?" The ring leader said.

Mark and Peter came to her rescue.

Martha saw the two and pointed and said "Freinds!"

"You two freinds with this retard?" The leader  asked.

"Yeah were friends, but she isn't a retard she Developmentally Disabled!

She still learns things just not as fast as others."

"Why ain't you teasing her, you are kind of a bully I heard?" Said the girl

"Yeah, we got caught teasing her about a week ago.

You know the Principal, Mr. Jensen, he's her dad!" Said Peter.

"He don't scare me! Said the girl besides he shouldn't have a Retarded daughter and bring her to school if he doesn't want her teased here!"

Yeah but when you was born your parents loved you didn't they Anita?" Said Mike. 

"Whats that got to do with it?"

"Well Martha's real mom and dad locked her in a room she wasn't potty trained and she just went on the floor.

Then when they fed her the just dumped her food on the same floor she went bathroom on.

It was just the scraps that they didn't eat that they fed her.

They bathed her and cleaned the bedroom and the stuff she didn't eat about every other day!"

"Well if it had been me I would still keep her locked up in a room.

Clean up would be once a week not every other day.

Dog food is good enough for her!

That's what a retard like her deserves!"

Mark and Peter got Martha away from the girls they took her to Mr. Jensen and told him what Anita had said about how Martha should of been treated and that she wasnt afraid of you!"

First of all he thanked the boys for taking care of Martha! He then had them go to their classes.

Mr. Jenson had Anita brought to the Principal's Office. 

"Anita what is this about you being a bully to a child that is not on your IQ level?"

"Oh you mean the retard? Yeah I fucked with her, if you don't want her fucked with maybe you should leave her home tomorrow!"

She then smiled at Mr. Jensen  a what are you going to do about it, smile.

"There is no need to use foul language here please, I didn't swear at you, did I? Said Mr. Jensen.

With that kind of attitude you leave me no recourse but to call your mom and suspend you.

The smile left her face it was replaced with pure terror.

"Please dont call my mom, I'm begging you!" Said Anita.

"Why don't you want me to call your mom for Anita?" Asked Mr. Jensen?

"Please my mom will kill me, I don't mean she will just beat me, she will kill me!

She hates me, she tells me she wishes I was dead.

She put a pillow of my face until I passed out, she thought I was dead!"

The plastic chair she was sitting in was filling with the girls own urine. She was scared to death.

I made 1 call and it wasn't to her mom.

She was scared she started to cry.

When she heard me ask for Mr. English, she kind of started calming down.

She heard me say Richard Jensen. 

"Richard How are you doing?" Mr. English asked?

"I've been better, could you come to my School Office I think  we might have another kid for you."

"I will be there as fast as l can get there!" That was the conversation. 

I told Anita everything was going to be alright.

I placed my hand on her shoulder as just a gesture.

Next thing I knew she had her head burried in my shoulders and she was just sobbing there.

I'm sure to her the weight af several tons were being lifted off her shoulders.

Within 10 minutes Mr. English arrived I explained what she had told me, how she reacted.

There was no doubt in my mind, nor in Mr. English's that this girl had been abused she was taken and checked by a police woman and we found her a pair of dry clothes to change into.

We saw the photos there was bruising, the poor girls bottom was black and blue it's a wonder she could even sit in a chair. 

We didn't have room for her at our house I wished I could of taken her.

I was still filing the report when my phone rang on my desk.

"Hello, Richard Jensen, Principal, speaking how may I help you?"

"Mister Jensen, this is Kristine Larsen Superintendant, your boss how are you doing?"

"Great to hear from you Kristine how are you doing?

What do you need?"

""A little birdie told me, you found another child being abused?"

"How did you know?

I haven't even filed my report yet, I'm still writing it?"

"I know but thanks to you I got another daughter named Anita Jarvis!"

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Next day I saw Anita brought in by Kristine.

I need to reregister this girl, her mom for the time being is no longer her guardians, I am now. 

Anita saw me and said "Mr. Jensen!" She about screamed. 

She ran to me and I got a big hug from her.

This couldnt of been the same girl that was so defiant in my office just what, 17 hours ago? 

"I want to apologize for the swear words I used yesterday in your office!

I'm also sorry for bullying Martha.

Mommy told me that she hasn't had much of a life thus far and I don't want to be the one that makes it worse.

Thank you for helping me yesterday.

I really wasn't ascared of you, even being mad I know you would of still been better than my real mom!" 

"I'm so glad your good now.

I think the one that you really need to apologise to is Martha herself."

"Yeah mommy said I needed to.

I was given a big hug from Anita!

She went and found Martha and apologized.

When asked if they could be friends.

Martha called her "Freind!" I saw tears in Anita's eyes.

She told me later that she didn't have a whole lot of friends and Martha was one of her best.

Every time I saw Anita l got a huge hug from her.

Like most others Anita was removed from her home and she was adopted by Kristine!

She became Anita Larsen.

Way after I retired and Candy was Principal she hired her as a Kindergarten teacher as her first teaching job.

She tried to follow in my footsteps, I was Mr. Jensen. 

She spent an lot of time in the Principal's Office not because she was in trouble I was kind of her hero.

I always asked myself if I  was starting to over step my bounds a little if it would tarnish my relationship with Anita.

If it did I didn't go any further.

I don't want to disapoint Anita!

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With Martha not being in her full faculties we were able to adopt her the same day as we had our first hearing we all were asked what we thought of adopting Martha from me on down to Caleb.

Martha said "You didn't ask Martha!" 

The judge asked "Martha do you like living with the Jensen's?"

"Yes I do mommy and daddy love me and I love them, they don't be mean and call Martha a retard like some people do Aunt Jackie call Martha retard, because I don't talk good.

Mommy and Daddy teach me me to talk, and pee and eat right! There were a few giggles when she said pee.

I love mommy and daddy I want to be theirs nobody else's!

Will you let me please?"

The judge was smiling.

"Yes I will let you be theirs it would be very wrong of me to say no, wouldnt it!"

"Yes said Martha!"

She was happy!

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We were full up again no room for Foster Children anymore.

Mrs. Whether's came and asked me about Martha changing her name from Francisco to Jensen, "can she do that she asked?"

"Legally, yes she can we adopted her, she is our daughter now!"

Really how did you do that? I mean my husband Jack and I have been trying for 4 years to get pregnant and nothing seems to be happening. I don't know if the problem is his or mine we just don't have any kids to show for it.

How does one go about getting a kid like Martha, did it you go through some agency, hired a lawyer, what?"

"We went through CPS a State Agency.

There are hundreds of kids that need families!"

"Really?

That was It? She asked?

Do you think they could find a kid for Jack and I?"

"I think they could find you 10 if you wanted that many." I said.

"10 really, I don't think I could handle 10.

1 or 2 at the most!"

"That's what I thought we got 4 girls from right here in this school. Every one of them were being abused at home sexually, physically, some times both.

We made them our daughters. Plus we got 3 more girls that we were made just foster parents at first. Martha is our third and last.

If we could we would take more.

The problem is we don't have a place for them to sleep.

That's the only thing stopping us now."

"Who would I need to talk to to get a kid?" Mrs. Whethers asked?

"His name is Mr. English!

He is always looking for good families for his kids!"

She left with Mr. English's telephone and address.

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Jack and Monica Whethers contacted Mr. English and he came and gave them the classes.

Did a home inspection.

Back grounds checks were completed.

Being a teacher Monica was ahead of Jack hers was on record already. 

After Jack had passed his background test Mr. English went to their house.

"What are you looking for?" He asked?

"Well Mr. Jensen said you could get us 10 kids if we wanted, is that right?" Monica asked?

"I could get you a dozen, just like that, as he snapped his fingers.

But l dont think you have the time or the resources for a dozen children!" Mr. English said.

"You are right about that! Monica said. I was hoping to maybe keep two, sisters or two brothers together so they don't have to be split up!"

"Hmm, I don't have two of each but I do have a brothers and sister right now that need a home I would kind of like to see them stay together, they are Asian.

They were found on the streets together as for their parents.

They don't know what happened to them we feel it is a matter of abandonment.

From what we understand, they were from somewhere in California. 

They were just traveling through Phoenix, dad just dropped them off on the streets, and drove away.

We don't even actually know their real names they are just known as John and Jane Doe for now they see themseves as strays.

Jane is the oldest we estimate her to be 6 or 7, John is 4 or 5.

Jane is pretty protective of her little brother.

John we feel would be able to thrive if he was placed in another family.

Jane we feel that the only thing that keeps her going is the duty she feels for John.

That's why I would like to keep them together.

Once the adoption goes through feel free to give them any names you like.

If you have names you would like to call them please feel free.

To give them those names.

Maybe if you get them feeling safe they might even share their real names with you.

They see us as authority figures, I guess they don't talk to authority figures.

What I've told you is about what we have got from them.

The total history!

They won't be easy they both still wet at night.

John even at 5 still has a daytime problem.

They both know that they don't mess themselves but wetting is different animal all together!

Like I said we have had them for over 6 weeks and still we know very little about them.

Where they were born, when they were born, who they really are.

One thing is for certain they were half starved for food and totally starved for affection.

We don't know what type of family they came from but I think they will need a lot of love.

Are you two up for these two?"

Before he could say anything Monica said " We want them!"

Mr. English made a call and 25 minutes later two children arrived at Jack and Monica Wheathers' home!

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After Mr. English left.

Monica asked the kids what they wanted for lunch?

The kids looked at each other.

Jane said "He wants Mac and Cheese." 

"Mac and Cheese does sound pretty good.

But guess what we are are having for dinner tonight?"

"What?" They both asked?

"We're having Beef and Mac for dinner."

"What's beef n mac?" Asked Jane? 

"We'll that's Mac and Cheese with hamburger and spaghetti sauce mixed in." Said Monica. 

John moved his head back and he was looking at Monica with a "are you kidding?" Look on his face. 

Monica smiled she decided that John was the most animated of the two.

"I got Tuna fish sandwiches and I have either Tomato or Chicken Noodle?" Said Monica.

"Can I have Chicken Noodle?" Asked John?

"Of course you may John!" Monica said, with a smile that got one back from John.

Monica also knew that Jane was  going to take a bit more than Chicken Noodle Soup to win her over!

Jane asked if she could help make lunch, Monica let her make the Tuna Fish Sandwiches. 

She got them made and Monica helped her cut them on the diagonal. Now this got a smile from Jane. 

"You liked to help dont you Jane?" 

"Yeah I do, but my name isnt Jane its.....

She came close to telling this lady her real name her daddy told both her and her brother that if they told them their real names he would come back and really beat them, daddy could beat real hard.

Last time she got beat so bad her butt was bruised.

She couldn't sit down it hurt so bad.

Then he dropped them off on the street.

She was able to find enough food for her and Timothy to eat out of the trash.

It isn't so bad if you don't think about where it came from.

"What was that?" asked Monica giving her a chance to tell her.

"Nothing." Said Jane.

 

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"Boy this is good said John! I like Tutor Fish!"

"It's Tuna Fish you numb skull!" Said Jane.

"Jane that wasn't very nice, calling your brother a Numb Skull!" Said Monica!

"But daddy used to call him that all the time!

He called me Blockhead!" Said Jane.

"We won't be using those words here, okay? I think your a couple of very smart kids!" Said Monica.

"You, you do? Asked Jane?

Nobody ever called us that before!"

"Well then it's time you heard it from someone and that somebody is me!" Said Monica. 

"What do you do for a job?" Asked John?

"I teach school, I teach those kids that others call them retards!

I don't call them that we call them Developmentally Disabled, that means they learn but a different speeds than most other kids is all!" Said Monica.

"Do some of your kids still need diapers at night?" Asked Jane?

"Some do, some still need them in the daytime. Said Monica. 

"Then we must be Developed Mentality Disabled.

You will find out John and me we still pee at night while were asleep just like little babies!

I dont know why but we do, That's why daddy don't want us!" Said Jane!

"I'm kind of glad he did, otherwise, we would never of got you.

It's there loss our gain!" Said Monica.

"You mean you really want us, your not going to get rid of us when you tire of our nighttime peeing?" Asked Jane?

"No we want go keep you and make you a part of our family. We want you to become Jane and John Whethers!"

Jane looked around, "Its been almost 2 month since dad dropped us off!

I dont think he's coming back.

He doesn't even like us  this mommy loves us! She wants us he didn"t!

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"Our real names are Marcie and Timothy Fong.

Daddy told us if we ever told that he would come back and kick our asses!" Said Marcie!

"Daddy kicks pretty hard to!" Said Timmy. 

"Well I promise you we wont be kicking your butts here. Said Monica. I remember my mom was the butt kicker in my family!

I vowed when I had kids I would never punish them the way that my mom used to punish me!

Your bedwetting won't bother me I grew up kind of a bedwetter myself mine was like once or twice a week, used to drive my mother crazy one week I might wet Monday and Friday, next week it might of been Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday!  I never knew!

Drove my mom crazy!

The butt kickings I got were when my mom got so frustrated with my wettings she lost her cool.

One time she kicked me so hard.

My toushy was black and blue,  I couldn't even sit down I was bruised so bad!"

Marcie and Timmy looked at each other.

"Daddy did that to us, I couldn't sit it hurt so bad.

Both Timmy and me he had purple on his butt so did I!

Is that bruising?" Asked Marcie?

"Yes that's bruising!" Said Monica

"So you won't bruise our butts?" Asked Timmy?

"Nope I wont!" Said Monica.

Both kids took a huge breath in and let it out, it was almost a sigh, she knew that it was a breath of relief!.  

She drew both kids into a hug.

They melted into it.

For some reason to Monica it felt perfect!

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Monica contacted Mr. English.

"The kids name is Fong, Marcie and Timothy."

"No way already?

Did they indicate what their Parents name was?" Asked Mr. English

"No they didn't, they just talked about dad, mom was not even mentioned." Said Monica.

"Huh? Either she is non existent, or very demure?" Said Mr. English.

"I don't know they just didn't talk about her?" Said Monica.

"Do you think you could find out for me?" Asked Mr. English. 

"I can try. Said Monica, give me 5 minutes." She hung up. Mr. English waited for her call.

His phone rang again "Hello!" He said.

Yes, Mr. English, I asked the kids they said mom was with them then her dad and mom had a fight.

Their dad said she left, then they left as well.

They haven't had a place to live since then until now were with us. Marcie thought she saw her mom on her and dad's bed but dad shut the door before she got a good look.

You don't think her dad could of killed their mom do you?"

"Could have, where were they living do you know?"

"Fullerton California they said then they moved here.

They expressed to their dad that they missed mom and their dad kicked their butts royally, it hurt even to sit, they said.

Then their dad dropped them off on the streets and threatened them with even more pain if they talked, that's why they wouldn't talk to You! Their mom was named Debbie Fong.

Dad's name was Brady Fong."

"Thank you!

That gives me something to start with!" Said Mr. English.

After they hung up Mr. English called information for Fullerton PD Non Emergency number and.

Had the operator connect them.

"Fullerton Police Department, how may I help you a lady asked?"

"Yes, my name is Benjamin English, with the Arizona Department Of Child Protective Services. I have 2 kids in our care that, well one claimed that their dad may have killed their mom, their name is Fong!"

There was a short pause "Hold please!"

He heard a couple of clicks, then a phone rang. 

"Detective Andy Newsome how may I help you?"

"Yes Detective," he gave them his name and agency and gave them the name of the family the information about how "Marcie may have seen her mom's lifeless body on her and her her husband's bed. Their dad had told them that their mom had abandoned them."

"The kids are safe?" Asked Detective Newsome?

"Yes they are in a Fostor family right now.

Their butts were pretty bruised when we got them, but other than they were half starved as well they are fine now." Said Mr. English.

"Thank god do you have Brady Fong in custody in, I guess Phoenix?" Asked Detective Newsome?

"No we got the kids they had been abandoned on the streets of Phoenix. Said Mr. English.

Too bad Mr. Fong is wanted by us.

Their mom wasn't killed she was beaten severely, she has Brain Damage, Collapsed Lung, Broken Ribs, her Spleen had to be removed. He broke both her legs, one was an open fracture, and both her arms, there was other internal injuries.

To tell you the truth, as bad off as she was maybe it would of been better if he had killed her she will be messed up.

Its been a month and she keeps coming in and out of a coma." Said Detective Newsome.

"Do you know if she has any family nearby?" Asked Mr. English?

"We understand her and her husband were from China or someplace like that!" Said Detective Newsome. 

"Thank you!" Said Mr. English. 

"One more thing if you run into this person Brady Fong, stay away from him he is one nasty customer!" 

"Got it thank you!" Said Mr. English.

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Okay, the kids only have their dad, their mother though still alive is not going to be able to care for them.

China wasn't the best country to deal with in these types of situations.

China was way over populated and laws prevented people to have more than one child.

Even if we found family there.

They wouldn't be able to take these kids without breaking laws.

Looks like Marcie and Timothy will be adoptable for the Wheather's! Even if he is found Brady Fong will have to answer the charges in California.

He could spend years in prison, the kids could be in their twentys if and when he does get out of prison. 

He filed the petition to have Brady Fong and... he had forgot to ask what the kids mother name was.

Dang it!

Senior moment!

He called Fullerton Police Department, he asked for Detective Newsome, again.

"This is Detective Newsome, how may I  help you?"

"Sorry to bother you again Detective Newsome, when I had you on the phone, I forgot to ask you what the mothers name was?

The kids said Debbie?"

"Huh I forgot to ask you if you knew?

Said Detective Newsome.

Frankly were stumped. 

All we had before was Fong, you gave us Brady and Debbie.

Now we have his name.

We have no record of them ever immigrating to the United States.

They are believed to be here illegally.

They had two kids you say?

Probably fled China when the youngest was still a baby.

Made there way here.

We've ran her fingerprints through every data base, we still come up empty.

I don't think his name was Brady that's what he anglosized it to sound more American, probably took it from Tom Brady.

We have been calling her Jane Fong and he was John Fong, all we knew was Fong like Jane Doe, and John Doe."

"So Marcie and Timothy are Kids Fong!" Said Mr. English

"Thats about the extent of it. Sorry I couldn't help you much there, Mr. English!"

Well I guess I can sever their rights from their dad, mom is still alive, but it's been how long now, since he beat her?" Asked Mr. English.

"About  2 moths, even if she does come out of the coma someday will she ever be able to care for her kids?

If l was you, l would just sever those rights.

Because if she is awake we will be sending her back on the slow boat to China.

Not us but immigration!

If their kids have a chance to be here keep them here.

China isn't a place to be an orphan they have slave labor there, you don't want to see those two end up like that!" Said Detective Newsome.

Next call Mr. English made was to the Attorney General for the State of Arizona.

What could he legally do to get these kids adopted as Wheathers?

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Mr. English put the ball in the court of the State Attorney General.

After everything was explained to him hd was actually going to call the Chineese Consulate, to find out what they can do. 

About 3 hours later the AG called back.

"They could care less as long as they don't gave to care for them.

You got the green light." 

Mr. English filed court papers to sever ties from Brady and Jane Fong, that the State of Arizona would become the legal Guardian of Marcie and Timothy Fong.

Mr. David  and Mrs. Monica Wheathers were closer to becoming their parents.

Nobody was more happy than Marcie and Timothy themselves. 

About 6 weeks later a body was found in Denver, Colorado.

An Oriental male was found he had been severely beaten he had brain damage broken arms legs ribs and his spleen had been ruptured.

They ran DNA tests and the only match was to two kids in Foster Care in Arizona the name they had been given was Brady Fong.

That's what the kids dad went by and that also got a warrant hit out of Fullerton California.

But the Detective in Fullerton told the Detective that Brady Fong had beat his wife.

He had the same type of injuries as his wife.

It was an Unsolved Case nobody ever figured out who killed Brady Fong whoever it was appearantly had data about what he had done to his wife, because they had inflicted the same injuries on Brady Fong as he had done to his wife. 

A few year or so later Marcie and Timothy Fong became Marcie and Timothy Wheathers.

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Mr. English his wife of 40 years she had Alzheimer's, she had a major stroke, she didn't survive.

He thought about taking time off he had a few weeks of vacation, sick leave, comp time, to take he about was ready to put in for the time.

He decided against it, if he had more time to miss his wife it would drive him nuts.

He decided to work hard if he was working he didn't have time to miss his wife. 

Now him and his wife had four kids there was Ben III, He was 33, he was married and had 4 kids of his own. There was Barbara 28, he was married, but her and her husband were having marrage difficulties they had one daughter. Age 2. Then there was William he was 23, he had just got out of college, he had a girlfriend, they were supposed to be getting married in just a few weeks, but with the death of his mom they were now planning to delaying the wedding.

Then there was Patricia.

Patricia was a surprise baby.

Her mom thought she was finished having kids then, her periods were all messed up she might have a period this month but it may be two to three months before she had another.

Patricia was conceived after she had not had a period for 2 months. Patricia was just a few weeks shy of her 18th birthday.

Patricia was a troubled child.

Her older brothers and sister were never a problem.

Patricia was in constant trouble.

She had been arrested for skipping school 4 times.

She had been raised better.

But with her mom forgetting who you were, that has got to mess with your Psyche.

She was showing her displeasure of losing her mom when she was 15 years old, she didnt die until just this week.

Her mom's mind left over three years ago.

Patricia could qualify as a Mitchell of his four kids she is the only bedwetter he raised.

She still had a problem with bedwetting, like most of the Mitchell's she was probably going to be like  them and wet her bed for life!

With the loss of his wife Mr. English started thinking he should take a kid in.

He had talked several others to take kids, he guess it was his turn.

He filled out the paperwork.

Greta did his home study.

He didnt take the classes he had taught them and he also helped write the curriculum that they teach.

His fingerprints were on record.

He had to pass a background check every year to continue to work at CPS. 

Greta asked him which kid he wanted. he thought for a moment.

"How about Bryant Harrison he has been waiting a long time to be taken in he is only seventeen and a half, he has been waiting a long time.

Besides I really like him he is so polite and he treats everybody so nice. It's a shame he has been here so long!"

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Bryant was surprised, he was told to get his things together.

"Why?" He asked?

"We found a placement for you?" Said Greta.

"For Me? Who would want me?

I'm almost 18 in another few months, are you sure it's me?"

"Positive! Said Greta.

There is a man that just lost his wife, he has a daughter.

Mr English personally recomended you!"

"He did?

If it was Mr. English, he is good at matching kids with parents, so it must be right.

Does the man know I still.... wet my bed sometimes?"

"I'm pretty sure he does, but so does his daughter, so there should be no problems with that!" Said Gretta Scott.

"Well dang let me get my stuff together, now I can't wait! I never in a million years thought that anybody would ever want me!" Said Bryant!

"How about if I tell you this guy might even adopt you!" Said Gretta.

"No way!

I thought I had 3 strikes against me already.

I'm about ready to age out, I still wet my bed at times, I'm not the most beautiful of kids!"

"Yes you may think that, but your one of the most nicest kids we got, your polite, helpful, your actually not that bad of looking Bryant!" Gretta said.

Bryant started throwing his clothes into garbage bags.

It was the standard luggage of kids in his position.

You came with nothing you leave with everything you have now in garbage bags.

He had a couple of toy models of planes, cars, even a firetruck.

He didnt want to put those in his bag he was afraid they might get broken.

He decided they needed a bag just of their own. 

Greta drove him down I-17 going North.

They got to the Juvinile Corrections facility he panicked just for a brief second or two, just hoping they were not dropping him off there.

As the drove past the entrance he breathed easier.

They went down the road further.

They past a water slide.

Cool he thought maybe I can go there some day.

They arrived it was a big home.

Not a mansion but not a small house either.

They got his things he took special care with his models.

The doorbell was rung.

Mr. English answered.

He was expecting Mr. English to introduce him to his new foster father. There was no other persons here other than a girl that he thought was beautiful!

She did look like Mr. English a bit.

His steel grey eyes.

Other than that she must take after her mom, that just died, he remembered Greta telling him his wife had just passed on. 

"Mr. English are you my new foster father?" 

"Yes Bryant I am! I requested you.

This is your foster sister Patricia, she goes by Patty though."

"Hi." They said to each other, both kind of feeling the other out.

"Let's get your things moved into your room shall we?" Mr English asked?

"Okay." Bryant said.

"Splendid!" Mr. English said.

Mr. English reached for a bag.

"Please be careful with that it has my models in it!" Bryant said.

"You got it!

You did such a good job on them.

When I used to put them together when I was younger I always got the glue everywhere.

When I painted them I always got little lumps under the paint where the glue was.

You did an excellent job on these, they look like the cars on the boxes.

You do good work!" Said Mr. English.

They got Bryant moved into his room.

He had his cars on the desk and he lost only 1 piece off one during the move he quickly remedied that and reglued the errant piece back on.

Mr. English requested me Gretta had told him.

He had no clue that Mr. English was going to be his foster father.

He had always liked Mr. English.

He remembered one time he thought he had wished Mr. English would adopt him.

Careful what you wish for!

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Mr. English left Patricia and Bryant home he had to go to work.

It was Friday he was going to get Bryant registered for school on Monday. 

At home Patricia said to Bryant "Come here!" As she patted the seat next to her.

"A.. are, are you sure?" Bryant asked uneasily?

"Perfectly!" Said Patricia.

He sat on the couch but there was plenty of space between them.

"Come on, I don't bite that hard!" Said Patricia.

"Getting bit isn't what I'm worried about!" Said Bryant.

"Oh Brother, you are kind of shy aren't you?" 

"Uhm, Patricia what is it you want, I don't know what is going on with you, but I'm not sure I can give you what you want!" Said Bryant.

"I don't want anything that a normal woman doesn't want.

In fact I'm a typical female almost." Said Patricia. With a smile.

"Patricia I've never done anything like your wanting me to do.

In fact if you must know, I, I haven't, I haven't changed my wet diaper from last night." Bryant said blushing a very bright Crimson. 

Hah hah, Patricia laughed, "Guess what, neither have I she whispered in his ear."

"You wet your bed to, Mr. English never told me that, I thought I was the oldest bedwetter in the whole world." Said Bryant. 

"But your not, I'm a few months older than you. You know Chris Mitchell the football player I know him and I've known the whole family most of them are bedwetters, I've known them my whole life."

"No I don't know who he is I don't follow sports much." Said Bryant.

Patricia was moving closer to Bryant.

She got close enough that she put her hand on his crotch and began to rub him through his diaper. 

Bryant returned the favor to Patricia. 

"That feels so good baby!" She whispered in his ear.

"Yeah it does doesn't it?" Said Bryant. 

She took Bryant by the hand and took him to her bedroom. Soon they were both almost naked except their diapers. 

They had sex. 

Bryant said "You know I think I'm going to love having a sister!"

"That's good because I already love having a brother!"

 

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The two cooked dinner they taliked about life.

It was about 5pm and Benjamin English arrived home.

He had Steaks and Baked Potatoes.

He was eating and watching his two kids even though one was a Fostor Kid.

The looks looked different, they looked guilty?

Somethings happened. But what?.... No it couldn't be, they had sex!

"How was it Patricia, Bryant?" He asked?

"What?" Patricia asked trying to play innocent? 

"Sex!" Benjamin said.

'Sex?" Patricia said? Trying to sound shocked.

Benjamin watcher her face.

He was pretty good at reading people.

She was lying to him. 

"Come on Patricia you have guilt written all over your face!" 

She dropped her eyes to the ground another tell. 

"How did you know? Asked Bryant?

"Oh this was to easy!

I saw the guilty looks you were sharing between you two.

I knew something had happened between you two what kind of mischief and shenanigans could two 17 year olds like yourself get into.

Being 17 once myself in a galaxy far, far away and a long, long time ago.

I had overactive horemones myself.

But I never acted on them but I know some guys are not as strong.

Like I said did you enjoy it.

I sure hope so because that was the one and only time your going to have sex.

Bryant when something like that happens usually the Fostor Child is removed from the family, do you want to be removed? "

"No sir!" Said Bryant.

"Patricia usually the partner is jailed and sent to Juvi.

You remember Ephriam Mitchell.

He works as Officer at Adobe.

He will probably remember you!

But do you want him to remember you as registered sexual offender you are older than Bryant.

But the same thing can happen to you Bryant! Is that what you two want?"

"No!"  They both said.

"Then I suggest nothing like this happens again.

Or Bryant you will be be back at CPS and I don't know what will happen to you Patricia.

So please I'm begging you, not only that but what happens if God forbid Patricia you get pregnant.

There goes college, for the both of you."

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Mr. English didn't know whether to be totally upset, he was after all a spiritual man he believed that sex was between a married couple.

He had been a virgin when he married his wife as was she!

It wasnt that he  hadn't had the opportunities he was about 6 foot 3 inches almost 4 inches he was 6 foot 3 and 13/16 inches Chris Mitchell was only slightly over an inch, almost 2 than he was.

Chris was bigger and stronger he was about 50 pounds lighter in his heyday than Chris he was 245 pounds, he had played football in his younger days, no where near the level of Chris.

He had been a left guard not a linebacker like Chris.

He had a girlfriend that was a cheerleader.

He went to England on a mission for his church, same place that Ephriam  Mitchell had gone.

Just before he got ready to go, he had a job working at a feedstore.

He came home one night at about 10:30 he had moved bulap bags of grain he was tired, dusty, he wanted nothing more than to get a nice hot shower and go to bed.

His parents house had an outside entrance to the basement where his room was at he went downstairs got some clean clothes and was going to the shower, there was a huge lump in his bed under his blanket. 

He thought it was his younger brother.

He threw the blanket back expecting to catch his brother Eddy.... only it wasnt Eddy it was his girlfriend Wendy, and she was naked.

"What the heck?" He covered her back up.

He sat next to her and asked her what was going on.

Now Wendy was a different religion than he was, she didnt understand why he wouldnt have sex with him, she thought that maybe she wasnt pretty enough for him.

He had to explain what his views were of premarital sex were and why he wasnt wanting to have sex with her, there was nothing wrong with her as far as he had seen!

She could see his point, she had been coaxed into doing what she had by some of her so called friends!

This wasnt her idea!

He left to get his shower, she got dressed.

They met back up after his shower, his parents had a porch swing they did sit and kiss until about midnight then she left. 

A few months later he left for his mission, and they were still a couple. While he was on his mission he got the letter telling him that she had met another guy and it was serious.

She was basically telling him goodbye! It hurt for a month or so!

He got home after his 2 years and went to BYU in Provo, Utah he met a girl at his church he asked her out and they dated once, twice, then every week afterwards.

It was Patricia's mother. 

He wasnt angry, appearantly Patricia didn't have the strength that he had had when he was that age. 

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Sunday Afternoon, Mr. English got a call from the Phoenix Police Department.

He had sent a pair of investigators to investigate a complaint from one of his Foster Patents concerning a child that was friend to one of her son's.

The friend had felt comfortable telling the Foster mother that things were not great at home.

This girl, had told the lady that her mother had committed suicide a few years before.

Since that time her dad's  mental health had declined.

She had assumed the role of mother learning how to clean and how to cook.

Recently, the girl had been informed that there were more duties she needed to do, cheifly become a sexual party with her father

This girl knew that that wasnt right and had told the mother of one of her friends. 

He had received the complaint and had sent two casemanagers. 

They arrived and did an assessment of the home.

The house was just verily passable. 

When the two Case Managers confronted the father of the allegation, of course he denied it.

The Case Managers felt this was a lie, and did inform him so. 

The father made the statement as he smiled "Ya think so?" 

He brought out a gun he had in his chair with him.

One of the case managers was male and one female.

He shot the male first.

The female ran for the door and she felt plaster hitting her head as he shot at her missing her but hitting the wall at just about her head level. She was able to escape with her life she got on her phone and immediately dialed 911 and informed them of their situation. 

Police started arriving.

SWAT was called in as the were not sure if the male was alive or dead. The SWAT started moving in they heard a shot the stopped and waited and then moved in they checked both persons in the house both were deceased.

Mr English was escorted in he had been held on the outer perimeter. Just like the fire department. 

He was taken close enough he could identify the dead caseworker.

He called the lady that had the daughter and told the lady who had told him if needed she would take the daughter, she already was certified as a Foster Patent, they already had one Foster daughter they had just added another!

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Mr. English had to visit the wife of the Case manager that was killed.

She was young and had a young child.

To say she took the news hard.

They had a funeral to plan for the State Employee. 

They still had work to do.

Monday was another day.

Mr. English got a call he had another family that wanted to be Fostor parents. They wanted more than one child. Maybe as many as three.

The Smith's, Joseph and Holly have been married over eight years they did not have any kids of their own. They had tried everything including Invitro Insemination to no avail. 

They are worth millions. So they will pass any background check, financially that is.

Their house is pretty new.

Should be no problems there. 

Mr. English was short a Case Worker, and with the times a whole bunch more were out sick.

He had to do this one himself.

With the times he was no longer sitting behind his desk. 

He got to the Smith's house and met with them, he did the presentation, the classes and fingerprints were taken.

The card came back for Holly clean not so much as a parking ticket. For Joseph, he got a message to call the FBI. "Oh-oh! Not a good sign!"

He called the FBI. He was rerouted and rerouted. Finally he talked to an Agent that just asked him "Why he was requesting information about Joseph Smith?"

Mr. English explained who he was and why he had been requesting information, he was told that Mr. Smith's information is Classified.

And there was no negative information on there that should raise any suspicions about Mr. Smith! 

Okay then Background check clears.

Per the FBI! 

He mentioned the fact to Mr. Smith. 

"My company does lots of business with the US Government. 

If I had  anything that was unsavoury on my record do you think for one minute they would grant me a Secret Clearance?"

"I guess not!

But your my first that I have never got back yeah or nay before.

I can understand for since your company does business with the goverment.

What kind of kids are you two looking for anyway?" Mr. English asked?

Mrs. Smith, Holly spoke.

"We would like to get either brothers and sisters.

Or three sisters or three brothers so we can keep a family together."

"Well lets see, I have about one of each, two sisters one brother.

Three sisters, and 3 brothers.

I think its best to split the three brothers up.

Singularly they would be a joy.

Together they are a nightmare!

The two sisters one brother, I just dont think they are a fit in this home.

Now the Travers sisters would be good but, they have problems there Is Connie she is 12, then there is Linda, she is 9, then there is Sandra, she is 7. She is learning disabled.

Her mom drank and she is fetal alcohol syndrome.

Her mom lost patience and shook her. 

She has shaken baby syndrome as well.

We took them from their mom for that.

Mom was arrested for Assault and  child endagerment and is in prison. Now with that being said all 3 girls are still bedwetters. Sandra with all her problems has a capacity to love that I've rarely seen.

What do you think?

Holly said "Well if you must know both Joseph and I grew up as bedwetters. Him til 7 and me until I was almost 16.

That isn't a problem!

I had a cousin that was DD growing up and Joseph has a DD nephew as well.

These three sisters sound perfect for our family!"

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Mr. English made a call.

Soon 3 girls arrived the oldest two their mouths were agape they were in awe of the size of the house.

It was huge! Sandra saw Holly sit and watch the two oldest turning their heads from side to side taking everything in.

Sandra ran and climed in Hollys lap she leaned back against her chest.

Stuck her thumb in her mouth and just sat there smiling behind that thumb.

She looked up at Holly and asked "Mommy?"

"Yeah I guess I kind of am!" Said Holly. 

This got a little giggle from Sandra.

Holly had to admit that Sandra's smile got even bigger when she said that.

Holly knew right then and there, that there was no way she was going to give this girl back. 

Connie and linda asked "Are you guys rich?" 

"Well I am no Donald Trump but I'm no hobo either," said Joseph. 

"Are you a millionare?" Asked Connie? 

"Yes we are that rich! I don't like to brag." Said Joseph.

"Wow I've never met a millionare before!" Said Linda.

"Well it looks like you will be living with one now," said Mr. English.

They took the girls an put their gabage sacks of their belongings in their rooms.

"You mean we get our own rooms?" Connie asked?"

"Yes every child get their own room, thats the rules." Said Mr. English.

"We never had our own rooms before, with mom we shared the same bed. 

Was that legal?" Asked Connie?

"With your mom that was with Foster families it isn't!" Said Mr. English.

The Smiths took the kids from Room to room.

"This is the home theater where we watch movies and TV.

This is the kitchen, are you guys hungry?" Asked Holly?

"I am." Said Connie.

"I am." Said Linda.

"Me!" Said Sandra. 

"What do you want?" Asked Holly? 

"Corndogs!" Said Sandra.

"You can blame us for that.

They had them for dinner last Tuesday at the Nursery.

Seems Sandra really liked them she has been asking for them for Breakfast, Lunch, and Dinner since.

Sorry!" Said Mr. English. With a smile.

"Alright Corndogs it is." Said Holly.

She started cooking Corndogs she was cooking 2 apiece.

She felt a tug on her shirt she turned and there was Sandra.

"More." Sandra said.

She put one more out.

"More!" Sandra said again.

She put two more out.

"Good for Sandra!" She said.

At the table while eating the Corndogs, Holly was surprised Sandra ate her two and then the three more she requested.

Holly was wondering where this little girl put it.

Sandra made a huge belch. "Good," she said.

Then she looked down "Mommy sandra wet!" The look on her face was terror.

Holly guessed where she came from being wet was a punishable offence. 

Holly took Sandra and took her to her bedroom she took her wet diaper off cleand her area with a diaper wipe and put another diaper under her and sprinkled baby powder in her diaper before doing it up. She kissed Sandra's forehead and said "There you go all clean."

Sandra's dress was still up and her belly was exposed.

Holly bent over and blew a raspberry on her tummy.

Soon there were squeals of laughter before she did it again which produced more laughter. 

Sandra looked Holly in the eyes and said cleat as day "Love you Mommy!"

Holly began to tear up.

Through the years of infertility, one of the things she had missed was a child to say love you mommy! 

"Mommy sad? Asked Sandra? Mommy cry!"

"No little mommy is not sad mommy is so happy because Sandra came to live with her!"

She took Sandra into a huge hug.

She realized Sandra was giving her the biggest hug she could give back to her!