A Home After All
What I remembered was Mom crouching in front of me, her eyes bright and kind, asking, "Do you want to come home with me?"
I nodded.
She smiled.
Back then, her smile was prettier than anyone's at the group home.
But just now, there had been no trace of that smile in her eyes.
When she left holding my brother's hand, she did not even look back at me.
Neither did Dad.
They must really be planning to send me back.
If they were going to say it sooner or later, I would rather go first.
At least that way, it would not be quite so humiliating.
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