He had been thinking over the next 3 weeks. He had made his final decision. No person had ever treated him like she did. Carrie was a little girl without a family. But she would at least get a father. Every time they saw each other, it was always laughs and smiles. She made him feel wanted when he was around her. She was smart. She was pretty. In a strange sense, she made him feel normal. Like he wasn't a freak walking down the street armed with a concealed weapon every hour of the day, waiting for someone to pounce, ready for an attack. She made him feel like his mother used to make him feel like. His mother had always told him to stay true to himself and to always be the angel that he was. He could barely remember her. Barely remember what she looked like. In fact.............
he couldn't. Only her voice.

"Why are we here, Anthony?" Carrie asked, looking around when she noticed
the orphanage. She looked a little panicked. Spooked you might say. He grabbed a small portion of his hair and indicated his hands as if they
were scissors.
"Oh." she smiled. "Haircut."
He nodded.

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"Anthony. How wonderful to see you again. And Caroline. How are you?"
Caroline smiled brightly.
"I'm just fine mam. Anthony wants a haircut."
Mother Superior was shocked, yet didn't let them know that. Anthony had cared for this little girl very very well. She was shining because she was so happy. And.....Anthony did this. When she had first laid eyes upon the child, she was a sad distraught child. She was smiling now. And Anthony did
this?.........
She smiled at Caroline.
"Well let's get him a haircut."

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About 20 min. later........

He ruffled his hair. Nice and smooth. He had to tell her now. Before she
went into the other room with Carrie.
"Anthony, I wanted to talk to you about the girl."
He nodded.
'What is she a mind reader?' "You see, about 2 weeks or so back, a family came here looking for a little girl to adopt. They seemed like such a loving family. They want to make a
little child happy and the first name that popped into my head was
Caroline's."

Anthony's stomach dropped. Caroline was his little girl. He went even paler than he already was. His head felt scorching hot and ice cold at the same time. He began to sweat inside of his suit and trembled ever so slightly as
Mother Superior continued. She had yet to see his discomfort. "I told them about her and they thought she sounded like the perfect little girl, and she certainly is, so they said they'd be here the next time that I gave them a call. I couldn't call you because you don't have a phone and
I don't know where you live dear."

Now he was scared. He didn't want Caroline to go away. She was his. She Was HIS little girl. He did the only thing he could do at the time. He closed
his eyes and shook his head no.
"What dear?"
He frantically shook his head. "Honey. I know that you might have grown a little emotionally attached to
her, but you have to let her go."

'No no no no no no no'
"Anthony listen to me. You can't keep her. I am truly sorry. The papers
have already been signed. She's theirs now. I'm sorry Anthony."
She was on the verge of tears.
"Do you want to say good-bye?" He shook his head. He couldn't do it. He couldn't say goodbye. Goodbye was
the saddest word.
"Do you want to take the back door then?"
He nodded. She couldn't see him. He was so sad. He wanted to cry.
"I love you Anthony. I'm sorry."
She gave him a hug. He didn't respond. He just walked away out the back
door. Thinking of her. Thinking of his never to be daughter. His little
girl.

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"Mother Superior? Where's Anthony?" Her little voice rang through the
orphanage.
"Caroline I want to listen to me closely dear."
Caroline looked scared. Really scared. She couldn't hide it. Mother
Superior was going to cry. She knew it. "Caroline you're going to be adopted by a nice family. They should be here
by tomorrow."
"Where's Anthony?!" Caroline nearly shouted.
"Caroline, believe me when I say that he was devastated when he had to
leave you here. He couldn't even say good-bye."
"No! I want Anthony! I want Anthony!" "I'm sorry Caroline. Caroline come with me. I'll show you your room." she
didn't know what else to say.
"No! Nobody understands! Nobody cares!" "I care dear. Please, listen. He was terribly sad when he had to leave you.
Come with me. I'll show you you're room. You'll like you're room."
"You don't get it! I love him." she was crying.
"He's like my daddy. He's like my daddy."
She was sobbing.
"Wait here honey. I'm going to go get someone."

Caroline looked up. She couldn't stay here. Not forever. She didn't want to go off with that family. She wanted Anthony. Well she wasn't going to go
off with that family, no matter how nice they were. She wasn't going anywhere. She would just wait here until he had to come back here for his monthly haircut. He had to come back. He wouldn't just avoid her, would he?

'He was terribly sad when he had to leave you.'
Mother Superiors voice rang through her head.
'He loves me. He'll come back. I know he will. I'll just wait for him.'

"Honey, this is Sister Tina. She'll take you to your room."
"Okay." Carrie said simply.