Chapter Eighteen:

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Later that night I had got a text...

Connor: Honestly I have to thank you... If it wasn't for you, I'd still be in that hell hole or even dead. I really do appreciate how you have cared for me. At first I was upset that you told, I wanted to shout and scream and ask you why you did this, but now I realize I needed someone to step out and give me a little push. I'm forever grateful for you Avery. You honestly saved my life. I was so close to suicide, you have no idea how much I thought about, but ever since CPS took me from my father they've all left. You clearly knew what you were doing... Thank you.

I replied after I read it...

Me: Actually I wasn't sure I was doing the right thing. My dad had told me about how my grandfather abused my mom and he told the consular... And it seemed to help her so I had decided that I'd give it a try too...

Connor: Hey my Foster parents I'm staying with only like 30 minutes or so from you... Maybe we could hang out sometime soon. Like coffee or a movie?

Me: Honestly sounds great! ☺️

Connor: Saturday good?

Me: Of course buddy!!!

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