Gus' Foster CareA Chapter by SheActsLikeSummerFading sign hangs on rusting chains inscribed "Gus' Foster Care". Bell echoes through hallways travels through walls. Door squeaks on hinges as brass handle turns. Light illuminates a dusty porch streaming from the doorway. Shuffle back on shaking legs nervousness envelops. Greeted by large knuckled hands untrimmed, yellowing nails. Welcomed inside the home after few words exchanged. Gazing at bare brick walls and peeling paint. Children gathered around fresh meat. Let go of a deep breath and I do what I do best. Smile.
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2 Reviews Added on July 18, 2012 Last Updated on July 18, 2012 AuthorSheActsLikeSummerCanadaAboutI wish there was a single moment in my life that summed up who I am. Just a short snippet of time that I could copy and paste here so I didn't have to rack my mind for something to say. But I kind of .. more..Writing
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