Something different

“So, I want now for someone else to adopt me.” says J. as a matter of fact.
“Hmmmm… And who did you have in mind?” I ask intrigued, thinking that she may have given it some thought.
“I don’t know! Somebody! Maybe Melisuca (the other foster baby girl).”
“Well, she’s a baby. She can’t adopt you. But in reality, we are stuck with each other. There are no trades. We can’t give you back and you cant give us back. We are family forever. Plus, we come as a package deal with your grandparents from California and the ones downstairs and all the cousins.”
“Even Luca Paraschiv?” she asks taken aback.
“Yes. He is part of the family and he was our nephew first.”
“Hmmm. I guess I’ll stay.”
“I think that’s a good idea. I love you and I like having you as my daughter.”
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Bilingv

Acum un an spuneai “gande” in loc de galben, si era dulce. Te mai încăpățânai sa stalcesti o mâna de alte cateva cuvinte. Azi nu te mai saturi sa vorbesti in engleză. Deplin, fluent, complex. MORE +

“Woe is me”

I was in the laundry room, changing our clothes from the washer to the dryer, and mom was in the same room putting stuff away. Jaclyn comes with a deeply troubled face, forehead down and says: “I’m very upset. Nobody wants to play with me.” MORE +