The next day, my hand was better enough to help Dad with the attic after school. I was able to carry some of the boxes. I also slept the floor and the steps where it needs the most. I don't mind helping him.
"Could you get me some lemonade, honey?" asked Dad.
"Certainly," I said as I went down to get it.
I also got it for myself and went back up to give it up.
"Thanks," said Dad.
"Not a problem," I said.
We ended up taking a short break. I brought the glasses to the kitchen before I went back up to pitch in. I cleaned the window that was a bit dusty. We were half-way done after the attic is ready to be a bedroom.
"This is nice that we're having an attic as a bedroom. It feels like a new home to us," I said.
"I know, we can go to the mattress store tomorrow after picking you up after school," said Dad.
"Sounds good to me," I replied.
"I'd like to have an extra bed for you, Dawn, and Jeff while I get twin beds for the attics," said Dad.
"That's a nice idea for anyone who sleeps over here," I added.
"Yes. I can put Jenny with you," said Dad.
"Okay," I said. "When do you plan to adopt?"
"This weekend, she can come with us anyway," said Dad.
"She's well-behaved for me," I said.
"We can go to the mall for the wallpaper and we can go to Wal-Mart for drawers, nightstand, and some hangers along with covers," said Dad.
"Most boys like Superman, Spiderman, or Batman for their bedroom theme. So, we can match the wallpaper and the covers," I said.
"That's a good idea," said Dad. "We can leave for that now and let them decorate."
"Swell," I smiled. "I know someone that likes sports."
"Most boys are like that," said Dad.
Then, we left the house for the mall.
"We can go to Wal-Mart later if we leave early enough," said Dad.
"Sounds good," I replied.
"And, thanks for helping out today," said Dad.
"No problem," I smiled.
We decided to go out for dinner.
On the way, I said, "I know someone in mind. I know this kid, Carlos Peters, for three years. He attends a private school and plays sports against my school. We hit it off when he started playing there. He have been playing basketball since he was fifth grade since that was the limit."
"Oh, yeah, you told me about him," said Dad.
"One thing: He lost his family five years ago and probably won't talk about it too much. It upsets him," I said.
"I'm sure it does," said Dad.
"I can understand," I said. "He said he would love to have a family again. I knew about it because Shannon told me."