As i lay in the luxurious bed, i thought about Edgar. even thought i didnt like to talk, he was still me best friend and i wished i had gotten to say good bye to him.
how was he doing back at the orphanage?
i thought about the crush that i had had on him for so long
had he guessed?
did he like me too?
i walked downstairs where the purple lady was drinking tea and reading a book in a lavender noightgown.
when she was me walk in, she set down her book and looked at my with a quizical look.
i sat down and asked her why?
why of all the other kids did she adopt me?
why did she happen to have the same color eyes as me, while no one else seemed to
as she looked at me, i felt like she was reading my mind
is it that young boy you where sitting with? she asked unexpectedly.
how did you know? i asked
no one else had ever guessed, and i was surprised that this lady who barley knew me, somehow know more about me than some of the people i had lived with for almost my whole life
as she began to tell me her story, i sat down