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he asked his mom, reluctantly shutting off his game console with a sigh. Amber glared at him from his doorway, hands planted firmly on her wide hips. “No, you can’t stay home. The whole family wants to see you, baby. You’ll have a great time, I guarantee it.” Amber was a stunning brunette in her early forties, blessed with a luscious hourglass figure that turned heads wherever she went. Tate’s eyes were immediately drawn to the mountainous swell of her heavy tits ballooning out from beneath her tight summer blouse. He could even see the prominent protrusions of her fat, sensitive nipples pressing insistently against the thin fabric. It seemed like all the women in his family shared this trai

Atherton's genes are so excellent. Another senior executive of the Atherton Group: [She is lovely! Mr. Atherton, your daughter is so lovely! Even though she has fallen asleep with closed eyes, she looks pretty. After she opens her eyes, she must be a little angel...] An actor: [Mr. Atherton, is she your daughter? She looks like the famous kid influencer, Tail. I'm Tail's fan and like her very much, but I haven't seen her in person yet...] A director: [Mr. Atherton, I'm planning a parent-child program. Would you like to...]

Small beds lined both walls, thin mattresses long since collapsed with age, faded blankets still folded at the foot of several of them, as though someone had once cared enough to make them each morning. Drawings covered one wall, taped there decades ago and somehow, impossibly, still clinging to the concrete children's crayon work, faded almost past recognition but unmistakably tender in subject. Suns with too many rays. Houses with crooked chimneys. Families, hand in hand. Aurora crouched slowly in front of one drawing near the corner, her flashlight beam trembling slightly as she studied it. A family, five stick figures holding hands beneath a bright yellow sun, and standing slightly apart

“He’s adorable, isn’t he?” I nod, still laughing. “He’s going to kill us both.” Vivian laughs too, eyes sparkling. Then she pulls out another picture, still shaking with laughter, and holds it out. "Who is this girl?" I cry out. It's a picture of a cute chubby girl, almost 3 years old, in her princess dress. I remove my eyes from the pic to look at Vivian, only to find her holding back her laughter. Her expression answers my question. "This is Tyler!"

" I paint vigorously as the song plays. I'm desperately trying to get the image out of my mind onto the canvas. My brush travels across his chiseled jawline. My colors hold his textured blonde color in a lock of hair that hung in his face while the rest was pulled back. My shadows play with the rippled muscles under his shirt. I let the music inspire me as I paint the pale blue eyes staring at me. His tanned skin looks almost like I could reach in and feel it. The image in my mind comes alive in the painting. My painting. "Bastian." I whisper as I add tiny dances of light to his face. "Oh, that's lovely." I whip around and my mom is standing. I huff out a breath. "You scared me." She giggles

Unsure of how to handle this latest development, I said gently, “Sweetheart, it’s nice that you drew the picture of Layton spending time with us, but you he’s not your father, right? He’s not part of our family.” She nodded, and thankfully there was no sadness in her expression. “I know.” “Why did you draw him with us then? Why not draw Denise?” I probed, wanting to get into her head. I needed to understand what she was thinking before I could figure out what to do about it. Annie pursed her lips in thought. “I didn’t really think about it. The teacher said to draw your family doing something you love together and I loved fishing with you and Layton, so I drew that.”

At least there was hope for him. "Ally!" A.J. shouted grasping a paper in his hand and rushing over to sit on her lap as she sat down. "I made you this! I didn't have money for anything so I drew you a picture. Thats me and you and my new foster family." He was so proud of his stick figures and oversized sun shining out of the corner. "Thank you A.J. I love it. Besides you getting a foster family is a birthday gift for me in itself." That made him smile ear from ear, which in turn made her smile.

At the very top of the page, a large title was printed in heavy blue crayon. My Family. Aurora stopped breathing entirely. Her heart slammed violently against her ribs. It was the exact same concept as the pencil sketch Lily had given her weeks ago. But this was incredibly different. This was not a private pencil sketch hidden inside a blue notebook. This was bright, heavy crayon. It was a formal submission for the elementary school art show. Lily had made a deliberate decision. She had chosen for the entire town of Cedar Falls to see this exact picture. She had publicly claimed her family for the entire watching world.

Maybe his relationship with his family is strained. "My Aunt prefers yellow. She says it goes nicely with everything," Cull says quietly, and the female nods. She walks a few steps away from us and points to a rather large picture. "This one has a lovely painted image from an artist on Kea. She has captured the bright yellow of one of her planet's trees. While we do not have yellow trees we do have trees. I would imagine this would show your Aunt you have merged with other planets," the female says happily before looking back at us.

Adrian kept patting Alan's back while Tim took over his daughter and kept whispering her that she's going to get a friend. Derek was watching with Alan disgust and Nate kept doing a happy dance. Ashton already wore his shirt and taking a selfie in his shirt and I'm sure he's going to upload it in twitter. He's got a great fan base if you don't know. They call him sexy Ashton. So that's how the our get together went. And I really hope my sister is happy watching us all from the above. I love you sis!