Alex's Life

Chapter 23

I felt so free as a light as a feather! It was finely official Mr. Morris had fought to raise me! The first thing we did to celebrate was get some ice cream at the ice cream shop. I hadn't had ice cream in forever I wasn't even sure what to get.
"What are you getting Jane?" I asked unsure what to get.
"I don't know probably cookie dough. Why do you ask?"
"Umm I can't remember the last time I had ice cream." She looked at me shocked.
"We have to get you out more." After our ice cream treat we went home and celebrated some more, and Mr. Morris took time to know me a little better since I was going to be staying for awhile. Or forever! Well till college.
"Alex what elective classes are you taking."
"Well I'm taking art but I am really bad at drawing. I've always had a thing for music but my parents wouldn't buy me an instrument. Actually I don't know if they would or not I was too scared to ask. I'm guessing not because they wouldn't even buy me a backpack." There was something different about Mr. Morris than anyone else I knew. He listened so contently with ease. He always seemed so happy to listen what you were saying and he was so careful not to interrupt.
"What instrument do you want to play?" I grew bubbly I always knew exactly what instrument I wanted to play but no one had ever asked, or even cared.
"Saxophone!" It came out much louder and more enthusiastic than even I expected myself to say and my face started blushing.
"Let's go get one then." My heart raced was he serious? This was probably the best day of my life and nothing could ruin it, or so I thought.
We looked up directions to the nearest music shop that sold saxophones and then we were on our way. My father had never had the best job, the last job he had he was a burger flipper at McDonalds, but it changed all the time. In the forty five minute drive that it took to get there I realized the man that used to be my father was no longer my father and the woman who used to be my mother was no longer my mother. That made me very happy, but then I wondered if Mr. Morris was was now my dad or if it was too early for that.
"Umm Mr. Morris I have a question."
"Go ahead sweetie pie ask away."
"Mr. Morris could I umm call you Dad?"
"I would love that." Well that was settled I now had a dad that I was happy to call my dad. After I finished staring out the window and having a happy daydream about my new life we arrived at the music store.