Their little baby boy was called Elijah Danny Foster. He was a beautiful chesnutbrown-haired boy. His personality was still forming and he was just three years old. He was seen as one of the smartest kids in their area. He already could read and he was trying to write.
Little Elijah didn't make only the little family complete, but everyone around them. And again, they inspired their friends.
David and Emily thought about the living sensation in their house and she told him she would like another child.
Of course, he agreed.
He was hoping for a little girl this time because he had always wanted a little sister.
Instead, he had a older brother and a little brother.
Emily had always loved visiting his family.
She loved the relationship between the three brothers and she just wished she had a brother or a sister.
But her mother died when she was eight and her father truly loved her mother, so he couldn't move on to another.
She liked it, with her father. But sometimes she missed the moments she should've had with her mother.
She kept thinking had to happen. One day, everything would fall in its place.
A few months later they rushed over to the hospital, because she had cramps. David thought there had to be something wrong, because she was only five months pregnant.
She was so afraid and Elijah began to cry, because of her.
They all felt miserable. Suddenly there was police. Apparently, David drove too hard.
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