My Life With The Bolton Boys (Re-write)

Dear miss Eden,
Allow me to introduce myself.
My name is Liberty Bolton – but everybody calls me Libby. Please never call me Mrs Bolton, it makes me feel as old as I actually am.
In the late nineteen-nighties we were at a gathering in the north of Florida, where a woman had a charity project running that provided children somewhere to stay other than home – cleverly named 'Living away from home' project. We converted one of our hotels into a place to 'house' people – we don't call it housing, its too stiff and formal so we call it dorming because its more like living in a dorm than a half way house.
We take in children with a variety of backgrounds and situations.
Throughout the years I have had large numbers of children stay with me, ranging from newborns to teenagers.
However, I haven't told you the most important thing about my household I currently have ten children living with me. Now for even more shocking news. They are all boys.

Eden and her mum had always dreamed of leaving the Bronx, but they never imagined that when they did that they'd be leaving separately. Sending Eden to live with a woman she's only ever heard of from her mums childhood stories... and her ten children.