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    Foster Care Love – (Chapter: ch 16)

    “Spencer,” she trialed off unsure of what to say but I knew she didn’t want me talking and asking questions when she got to see her parents.

     

    “Sorry I’ll be quiet,” zipping my lips together and throwing away the key made her smile sadly.

     

    We followed them down the hallway, the stairs and finally into the living room where the biggest Christmas tree I have ever laid eyes on stood in the corner, decorated with lights and bulbs and homemade ornaments. Tinsel and holly spread around the room on beams above door ways and even on the tree itself. My mouth hung open it was so beautiful and that didn’t include the window being pulled open just behind the tree to show a winter wonder land outside.

     

    “Where are we?” I breathed walking to the window and staring out at the freshly fallen snow that has yet to be walked on.

     

    “Our winter house in Colorado,” Ashley stepped beside me, “One of my favorite places in the entire world.”

     

    “Maybe you can show me sometime?” it was more of a question because I didn’t really know how long we’d be together, not together together but in the sense of you know sisterly/friendship kind of together.

     

    “Yeah, maybe.” She smiled with her eyes.

     

    “Come on dad I want to open the gifts!” little Ashley called out sitting at the base of the large tree gleefully spying on all the presents littering the floor.

     

    “What’s your parent’s name?”

     

    “Raife and Christine.” She sighed.

     

    Raife leaned back into a lazy boy chair, for rich folk and besides the large house and wonderful Christmas decorations, the place seemed really lived in and down to earth, I mean the guy was sitting in a chair that my dad usually sat in, “You know we open presents after breakfast sweetheart,” winking he sipped his coffee which his wife handed him.

     

    “Why don’t you help me and Mrs. Richer make breakfast Ashy?” Christine asked pulling her robe closer around her body.

     

    “Do I have to?” little Ashley whined making me giggle.

     

    “Still don’t like helping out huh?” I asked earning yet another whack this one across the back of my head.

    Comments

    1. Wow…that was intense mate. I really like this fic’ and ta for commenting on mines, it’s long at times, but I love the movie too. I might put out the NC17 on my next chap. Again, love your work. Cheers mate.

    2. YAY! They finally kissed :). Great update, but I have a question. So, Christine and Raife were gay? That’s the only thing I was confused about. Great update, PMASAP!!!!!!!!

    3. Wow…that was intense mate. I really like this fic’ and ta for commenting on mines, it’s long at times, but I love the movie too. I might put out the NC17 on my next chap. Again, love your work. Cheers mate.

    4. YAY! They finally kissed :). Great update, but I have a question. So, Christine and Raife were gay? That’s the only thing I was confused about. Great update, PMASAP!!!!!!!!

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