Foster Four

Here's chapter 3

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Anyways, I got the boys into the delivery yard of the factory. With every step, the boy's eyes got bigger and bigger. They were looking at everything with intense curiosity. When we reached my truck, they looked impressed. I loaded their suitcase and backpacks into the sleeper compartment. Then the boys got in. I had to lift the younger boy up to where his brother could help him get in. Then I climbed up into the drivers seat. After telling the boys to buckle up, I started the truck up and rolled the windows. Seeing the questioning look the older boy gave me, I said" no offense boys but the both of you need a shower rather badly." The boys laughed and nodded, the older boy looked slightly embarrassed as he laughed.

Driving up to the gate, I leaned out the window and called to the guard. " hey Roy, let Leon know I want him to come to the house. Tell him I want him to bring his med kit with him" Roy nodded and called back" will do, Betty. Drive safe now, ya hear?" I grinned and said " I always do Roy. You know that." Roy chuckled and opened the gate. I turned to the boys and laughed. " that Roy! He's like a father to me and my family. Always telling me to drive safe."

It was a half hour drive to the house. The boys seemed to enjoy the drive. Once I turned onto the driveway to the house, they got wide eyed again. "You live here?!" Asked the younger boy, Chris. " yep, lived here since I was 8 or so. Now I'm in my 20's." " did you move here with your mom?" I smiled. " no, actually, I was taken from the same situation that I just took you boys from." The boys mouths dropped open. "You were like us?" Asked the older boy quietly. I nodded and said " my foster mom lives here. She adopted me and 6 or so other children. We pretty much grew up here. Some of us stayed and help her to run the farm and orchards. The others moved out to work on their careers." " who's Leon?" Asked Chris. He looked like he'd been wondering who Leon was for a while now. I grinned. " Leon is one of my foster brothers. You'll meet him tonight, I think you'll like him."

A short while later, we were pulling up to the house. It was a big house. A four story home. Inside were about 13 bedrooms. 10 meant for the family on the second floor. 3 for guests on the first floor. The 3rd floor was the playroom with games, books, computers, puzzles and toys for kids to play with. The 4th floor was our storage area but half the attic was devoted to clothing.

Of the 10 bedrooms, 3 were being used. The other 7 were mostly empty, since my brothers and sisters had moved out. My sister Anne had left her school trophies in her room, saying she wouldn't need them in her apartment in the city.

I smiled upon entering the house. "Mom, I'm home, and we have company!" I called. My mother, Maria, came out of the kitchen. " Betty, who are these children?" She exclaimed. The boys were too busy looking around to notice, so I took my mom aside and related the boy's tale to her. Aside from a few exclamations, she was sympathetic to their situation and approved of my actions.

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I'm sorry if these parts seem short but it's kinda hard to write long chapters on an iphone. My main computer is broken and I don't have the money to replace it.

Brianna