Ms. Morrison hung up her telephone smiling, feeling so happy that she had found a good home for Sara. Ever since Sara had come to Jacobson Group Home on her thirteenth birthday, Ms. Morrison wanted that sad little girl to find happiness, and to learn to trust again. Ms. Morrison knew that Sara had lost so much faith in everybody, especially adults, after what her parents did to her. Ms. Morrison had tried many times to get Sara to talk to her about that day when she was nine, but Sara wouldn't. From the first time Ms. Morrison met Sara, she truly felt what Sara needed was a second chance, to prove that not all people would hurt her, like her parents did.

Now, Ms. Morrison would have the opportunity to see Sara be adopted into a family that would truly care for her. Ms. Morrison deeply hoped that Jesse and Becky would be the perfect people to prove to Sara just how special she was and just how much she deserved to be loved and cared for.

Ms. Morrison now feared telling Sara about the adoption. She knew Sara would be absolutely furious. She knew Sara would argue, yell, and scream about how much she didn't want to be adopted but Ms. Morrison deeply hoped that one day, Sara would be able to look back and see the good in the situation.

After classes had finished that same afternoon, Britney and Sara decided to wait to do their homework and they went outside in the front yard. They sprawled out on the green grass and stared up at the clouds in the sky.

"Don't you ever feel like a little kid, lying on the grass, staring at the clouds?" Britney asked. Sara smiled.

"Nah, besides, we won't be kids forever. We only have a few years left of being able to do things like this." She replied. Britney giggled, and silence followed. She then realized that Sara hadn't said a word about her interview the day before. Britney had wanted to ask when Sara first got home, but she had looked so angry, Britney didn't dare. But now, lying on the grass, Sara seemed calmer, so Britney decided to bring it up.

"Hey Sara, you never told me about your interview yesterday." Britney said cautiously. Sara was silent for a moment and then sighed.

"There's really nothing to tell. It was stupid." Sara replied in a monotone voice.

"Why was it stupid?" Britney asked.

"It was an interview that I didn't want to be at."

"Well, were they nice?"

"I guess." Sara stared at the sky and Britney felt as though Sara was being evasive, but Britney decided to ask one last question.

"Do you think they wanted to adopt you?" She asked.

"No! They won't! They can't!" Sara snapped rather quickly.

"Why?" Britney asked, not understanding.

"They just can't, okay?" Sara said loudly and Britney knew that was the end of it. She knew not to push any further but Britney wondered how angry Sara would get if she ever were adopted.

"Hi girls." They heard a voice say. Britney and Sara looked up and saw Ms. Morrison standing over the sprawled out girls.

"Hey Ms. Morrison." Britney greeted, but Sara remained silent. She's probably still angry with me for setting up the interview. She'll never speak to me once she knows she's adopted. Ms. Morrison thought.

"Don't you girls have homework to do?" Ms. Morrison asked.

"Yeah, we'll have it done before dinner like we're supposed to. We just wanted to get some air first." Britney replied. Ms. Morrison nodded.

"Just as long as it gets done." She paused. "Britney, would you mind if I had a moment alone with Sara?" Sara felt her stomach jolt as she finally craned her neck to look at her social worker.

"Sure. I guess I'll go get started on my homework. I'll see you inside Sara." Britney stood and left to go inside, leaving Sara alone with Ms. Morrison. Ms. Morrison knelt down on the grass next to Sara who didn't move.

"Sara, I need to talk to you about something very important." Ms. Morrison started. She felt very nervous as Sara stared at her with chocolate brown eyes.

"What?" Sara asked curiously. Ms. Morrison took a deep breath.

"Sara, I got a phone call from Becky Katsoppolus this morning." She started. To her surprise, Sara smiled a little.

"Let me guess, they decided I wasn't what they were looking for and they set up another interview." Sara said with a little smirk.

"Sara, why must you always assume people don't like you? Jesse and Becky really liked you and all they want to do is share their love with you." Ms. Morrison replied. Sara grew serious as she stared up at her social worker.

"Wait a minute. What do you mean they want to share their love with me? You're not saying…" Sara couldn't bring herself to finish, but Ms. Morrison did for her.

"Sara, they've adopted you. The paperwork went through this afternoon and you'll be moving in with them next Friday." Ms. Morrison blurted out, knowing it would have to come out eventually.

Sara jumped to her feet quickly.

"No! You're lying! This isn't happening!" She screamed. Ms. Morrison stood too and stared hard at Sara.

"I'm sorry, but it is happening. Jesse and Becky have adopted you. Oh Sara, they want to love you so much. If only you'd let them, and open yourself up to them, you'd see that not everyone wants to hurt you like your mom and dad did." She said.

"Don't talk to me about my mom and dad! Jesse and Becky will not be my parents! I don't care what any of you say! This isn't fair!" Sara turned to run off, but Ms. Morrison grabbed her arm gently, pulling her back.

"Sara, no. Don't run off like this. Please just talk to me. Tell me what you're feeling. Just let me help." Ms. Morrison pleaded.

"Let me go! Just leave me alone!" Sara screamed, quickly pulling away from Ms. Morrison, and she ran in the opposite direction.

"Sara, come back!" Ms. Morrison called, but it was no use. Sara disappeared through the front gates of the group home.