Taylor stood in the doorway, afraid to cross the thresh hold. It was all to good to be true. Today she was finally going to a home. A real home with a little brother and everything. The only difference was that she now had two daddies . . . Daddy . . . she was so happy to be able to even say the word. It didn't matter if they were straight, by, or gay. Pink, blue, yellow, or green, they wanted her and that's all that mattered. With a deep breath the little 6 year old crossed the thresh hold to her new home.
