"Hey Danielle," Henry greeted as he approached her at the school, "I was wondering if you wanted to go to the mall with me after school."

"I already have a boyfriend," the uppity brunette said.

"Oh no, I don't want to be your b-b-boyfriend," Henry stammered, "I wanted to go as friends."

"Yeah, and I was born in New York City," Danielle mocked.

"Actually," one of the other girls said, "You were born in New York City."

"Darn," Danielle said, "I guess you're not lying, um, what was your name?

"Henry, Henry Baker," he answered.

"Oh, as in Sarah Baker's brother. Sarah's dating my twin brother!" Danielle exclaimed.

"What?" Henry asked in disbelief.

"Daniel Fields, my twin brother," Danielle repeated, "He's dating Sarah."

"Oh," Henry covered up, "I thought Daniel was out of town."

"Oh he is, Daddy took him to Florida for a week."

"Gotcha, so are you still up for my offer?" Henry asked.

"Why not, you have money, right?"

"Of course!" Henry shouted and they walked away from Danielle's crowd and toward the mall. They reached the mall a few minutes later and were sitting on a mall bench after buying several outfits.

"So why did you want to take me to the mall again?" Danielle asked.

"Oh, well I want to be your friend. My sister said that to understand girls you have to be closer to them, like best friends."

"Oh, so you want to be just friends?"

"Um, yeah, I don't want to get you into trouble with your boyfriend."

"Oh, I made him up because I thought you were a loser, but you look really good in those jeans," Danielle said.

"Um, thanks," sweat trickled down Henry's face. "I like your hair."

"I like your hair too, Henry Baker. You know, you really are a lady's man," Danielle blushed.

"Not really, that's pretty much the reason why I'm getting to know girls better," Henry said.

"So you don't want to be with me?" Danielle asked.

"Um, yeah, but no, I-I just want to be your friend."

"But will you be my boyfriend?"

"ME?" Henry asked in disbelief. "Why do you want me to be your boyfriend?"

"Because you're funny, smart, nice to girls, and you don't care what people think, unlike those football jocks," Danielle smiled.

"Sure," Henry agreed, "I'll be your boyfriend."

Jake watched Kristen skate up a mess in the skate park while he drank his soda. She is really good, he thought.

"Hey Jake," Kristen said, "Again, I'm so sorry you can't skate with me."

"That's okay," Jake sighed. "I guess I can wait another century for this stupid cast."

Kristen giggled. She suddenly jerked herself away at the sight of a boy from across the skate park. She rushed to him and gave him a huge hug. Jake recognized him as Sam from school. A great red fire burned in his eyes as he saw the two hold hands and walk over to him. He quickly picked up his stuff and limped away on his crutches. By the time they reached the place where Jake had been sitting, all they saw was the cola can.

He hurried as fast as he could to his home, which was only a street away. To his surprise, he felt the drop of a cold, wet tear. As he was crossing the street he heard a long honk and saw it was Nora in her car.

"Jake, what are you doing?" Nora had rushed out of the car to his side. "Are you crying?"

"No, I have something in my eye!" Jake shouted at her.

"Come on, I'll drive you home and you can tell me what happened," Nora calmed him down.

He spilled out his story and Nora pitied him, but then came out the truth. "Jake, she wasn't your girlfriend, and I think you're a little young to have a girlfriend anyways!"

"But I liked her, no, she was perfect. I've never seen a girl skate so good and be so nice to someone crippled. I think I loved her," Jake sighed.

"What?" Nora asked in disbelief. "Okay, you are like 11, you don't love someone until you're like 20!"

"No, you can love anyone at any age!" Jake disagreed. He opened up the door as the car came to a halt in front of the Baker home. He walked in.

"Jake, honey, this is my friend Dana and her baby we might adopt," Kate tried for his attention. He paid no attention to the toddler that stared at him, he just walked up the stairs.

Lorraine marveled at the three-year-old that stood before her, looking up with the large blue eyes filled with hope. Lorraine's eyes filled with tears.

"Mom, what's wrong with Lorraine?" Mike asked.

"Lorraine, what's going on?" Kate asked.

"I always thought I was adopted into this family, but now I know what it really feels like to be adopted. I want her, Mom, she's everything this family could ever need, I can see it in her eyes," Lorraine cried.

"We'll take her," Kate said to Dana.

"Oh, you don't know how much this means to her, to have a home she can finally rely on without getting kicked out by not paying rent!" Dana shouted.

"We know, Dana, we'll give her all the love we have and treat her like she was born from my own stomach. Don't forget to come by and visit!" Kate replied.

"Kate, I'm moving, to Florida, I'll come back if I can, but don't expect me to. Take care, I hope to see you all again," Dana answered. She left the room and Kate said bye after her. Of course they already finished the forms and stuff, so now they were ready to move the baby in.

"Mom, she didn't cry when her mommy left!" Jessica observed.

"That is strange," Kate agreed. "Let's get started moving her stuff in."

At the end of the day, the crib, the changing table, all the baby accessories had been placed in Sarah's old room, and Megan's new one. The family stood back to watch the toddler sleep, and they themselves hit the hay.

Lorraine woke up in the middle of the night to an obnoxious crying and screaming. She looked around the room and saw that no one had been woken and only Lorraine heard it. She crept into Megan's room and looked over her crib. She picked up the struggling baby and sat down in the rocking chair next to it. The baby instantly fell against Lorraine's body and started to sleep. But as if something was jabbing into her she started wailing again. Lorraine shushed her, but she disobeyed, so Lorraine fell asleep while the baby cried the whole night long.

The next morning was Saturday, and Lorraine woke up to her mom's crying. "What's wrong, Mom?" she asked.

"Dana died last night in a plane accident, it's on the news," Kate sobbed.

Lorraine stared at the baby, who had slipped out of her hands in the middle of the night and back to her bed. Did she know it was going to happen?

I'm going to leave you off there because I am going to write a sequel to this, God Gave Her a Gift. More happens, and all the stories are continued. REVIEW!