Sunday

A sense of warmth had overcome me after being told that I was different. I was long term. Someone they plan to keep for longer than a month or two. I didn't realize how much it bothered me until Mr. Atkins had settled the matter. Now the only conflict within me was my dad. Do I try and find him? Will he find me? Maybe I should talk to Mr. Duncan...

After spending some time at the beach, Mr. Atkins drove us back to the house. Only the boys and their mom were left. 

"Jake's back!" Noah called out as soon as we came through the front door. He ran into the foyer first. Followed by the twins and then Mrs. Atkins. "Are you feeling better?"

"Somewhat. Yea." I answered with a small smile. It was childish of me to get jealous over parents that care for their children. I should be happy for them. Happy that not every mom out there is like mine. Happy that some kids have dad that will raise them and support them just like Mr. Atkins.