Chapter2: Jakes adoption

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Thirteen years ago... in a old rugged two story house was an orphanage. Falling apart and barely being kept open by the owners. It was a white pained house with prices ripped off and vines growing up it.. black mold seeping in from the bottom. A woman and a two year old child appear on the front door step. With a knock the door opens. "Why hello Ms." Said an elderly lady. "Hello" replied the woman. "Would you like to come in and we can discuss what I can do for you today." Said the elderly lady. "That would be great" said the woman. When the woman came back outside she was without a child. She stepped into a taxi leaving her child. This child was Jake. Jake cried and cried wanting the woman to come back. The elderly lady felt so bad for the young child. She was also quite stressed for she hoped some of the kids would have been adopted by now. She didn't want to take Jake in because the orphanage was struggling on its own. After hearing the woman's story though she couldn't resist. "I just hope I have enough to feed another mouth and cloth another child." Said the elderly lady. After that it was settled and the mysterious lady vanished after getting in the taxi. Three Years have passed since then and Jake is now five years of age. He has no clue as to how he's gotten to where he is and he calls the elderly lady grandma. One day a young woman and a young man appear at the front door step and ring the bell. The elderly lady answering the door says, "Yes, what could I do for you marvelous young people." The man replied, "Don't flatter us so.. we have finally became financially stable and been wanting a child... due to some circumstances we can't have one on our own." The elderly lady replied, "Oh I see.. I'm very sorry. So I take it your here to adopt?" The man replied, "Why yes we are. We prefer the youngest you have so that we will be able to have some time with the child." The elderly lady smiled and said, "Very well. Just step into my office and we will take care of this paper work."

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