Chapter 3

By: MysticFantasy

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"Jackie, can we talk for a minute?" Evelyn asked as she closed the door to give the two privacy. She saw Jack nod but not move from his spot in front of the frost covered window.

"Come sit with me honey."

Jack timidly left his spot and climbed onto the bed with a good enough space between him and his new mother.

"Jackie, you know that you don't have anything to be afraid of here. Right?" she asked gently.

Jack slowly nodded but kept his eyes lowered.

"I know you're still not use to having older brother's but can't you see how much Bobby, Jerry and Angel want to spend time with you? They love that you're their new little brother and want to spend time with you but they don't want to make you nervous or scared. They know that you're not comfortable yet and want to help you see that everything is ok now. Is there any chance that you can let them help you?"

Evelyn saw Jack's eyes fill with shame and guessed that the newest Mercer hadn't realized that everyone was trying to help him. She couldn't blame him for not seeing or realizing it. He'd been treated so badly in all of the homes before coming here that he was left with the impression that all homes and families were like that to a new person.

He'd been so scared when he was just in the van with her when she'd agreed to take him home and he only got worse when he'd met her three sons. Even after being adotped, Jack still kept his distance from all of them.

Evelyn knew that Jack was doing it incase something happened and he'd be torn away from them or possibly hurt again. He didn't want to get his hopes up that this might finally be the safe haven he's always wanted and dreamed of.

"Sweetheart, it's almost a year that you've been here with us. All we want is to see that you know that we're your family now and that you're happy. Bobby, Jerry and Angel want to hear what your voice sounds like and so do I. Is there a chance you could let us hear something before the year ends?"

Jack looked up at his mother and Evelyn read the silent message in his eyes. He'd try but they shouldn't expect much.