A/N: You're all great, again! Can't say it enough! But I feel like I'm posting chapters too quick :( So, to hold off my impatience, I've decided I'm going to try to post a new chapter after the last one has gotten 10 reviews. (let's see how long that last, I can't stop writing!) So the magic number looks like 61 for Shade Eleven. I'm hoping for 65, cross your fingers :).
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When I open my eyes again the sun is back and Grace is gone. I don't know if I can get up yet, I don't want her to be mad. The bed is wet, and I don't understand how. Grace will be so mad, and I feel myself start to make tears. Carrick comes in, and I want to hide but I can't because his eye balls already saw me. "Hey, why are you crying? I was just coming to get you for breakfast." My head says no and he looks sad, "You have to eat, why are you crying, little man?" He comes closer to the bed and I'm so scared. When he sits down I can see he knows and I start to make more tears and noise. "Christian, you wet the bed. It's okay, you were probably scared." My head just keeps saying no, please don't tell Grace. "That's why your crying? It's okay, little man, we can wash them and put new ones on. It happens." He isn't yelling or hitting me, and he smiles. "I'll have Ms. Touhey change them, she takes care of the house. Come on, let's go eat." He gets up and waits for me to come too, and I never touched Carrick but I want to. As I walk by him, I touch his fingers like I touch Grace and he smiles. I hope he isn't mad, and I take my hand away. He stops and holds it out for me again, "It's okay." I stare at it and reach to touch it. It's not smooth or soft like Grace or Mommy, but it's still a nice hand. It's bigger too. His ring doesn't have a rock in it like I saw Grace's does. He as a clock on his hand too, a little one. I touch it and it's hard and soft at the same time. "It's a watch, it tells you the time and the date, and you can see how long it takes to do things and set it to tell you when it's a certain time," it's very cool. I like it, and I smile so he knows I do.
"We can get you one if you want, you can pick it out too," my head says yes and he looks happy and he starts moving again so I follow. Lliot and Grace are eating on a table and Lliot is talking a lot. Mommy told me about going to school, and said one day she would let me go. She says all the boys and girls go and learn, and I'm smart so I'll like it, she said. Lliot is talking about school, why does he go?
Grace looks at me happy, "Sit here, handsome. We have waffles, bacon, eggs, and juice just for you." I never got to eat anything like it before, and when I climb on the chair the food looks yummy. My stomach makes a noise.
"You like waffles too? I love them with syrup and butter," Lliot tells me, and he almost finished all of his. His eyes are staring at me and I don't know what to do. He jumps off his chair and comes and climbs on the one by me. I don't get scared of him, though. He takes the food from me and I wonder if he's going to eat it. "Here, you cut it into little pieces. Put syrup on it, and then some butter and put one piece at a time in your mouth." I watch him do it, and I bet Grace showed him how. He puts the food back by me and it looks like his does. I hold the silver thing and put a piece in my mouth. I don't look up because everyone is looking at me. It taste so yummy and my throat makes a noise. "Aren't they the best?" Lliot looks really happy and I look really happy too. "Try bacon too, and eggs. But drink juice first," Lliot helps me put the juice in a cup and bacon and eggs by the yummy waffles. It's all so good, and my head says yes at him so he knows I like it. I put more in my mouth, "Chew good so it doesn't get stuck." Lliot knows a lot, I wonder if he's old. His hand is on the table and it looks like mine and I touch his finger with my finger. He stays still, and I keep touching it.
"I like you Christian, I'm glad your my brother," he says, but he doesn't move his hand. I smile, I didn't know I was a brother. I don't understand what that means but it makes him happy and it makes me happy too. I never really saw anyone who is small like me, but he isn't as small he's a little bigger. Not as big as Grace or Carrick but bigger than me. In the between, sorta. I look at Grace and Carrick and they aren't staring at me anymore, but using words to each other. They look happy, are they happy because of me? "I have to go to school today, but when I get home can we watch T.V. or play soccer?" I know television is in my room, but I don't know what soccer is. I want to tell him I don't know, but I'll play so I just say yes with my head and he looks really happy. Making people happy is easy, I like it. I want them to like me and be happy. Lliot gets off his chair and takes his hand too, and I put more food in my mouth and drink like he said.
"Ms. Touhey is waiting outside for you, Elliot. Don't be late," Grace says. He gets a bag like the one Grace put my stuff in and kisses them both, then kisses his hand and touches my hand and smiles.
"Bye!" He runs really fast