Hey guys sorry once again! My muse left me for a bit! Anyway just to clarify they are shopping in some kind of building supply store. Since not everyone is going to know the store I shop at like that I just decided to be vague about it and you can picture whatever store you frequent for such needs. Also, I know when fostering a child you receive money I just don't know what it is typically used for (besides food), if you have any information on this please don't hesitate to share!

Do you Believe in Fate? Chapter 5

Five hour shopping and one disgruntled Paul

I smile happily as I walk through the store, a couple of lamps and shelves piled into the buggy as Paul and I browse the shelves of paint. We are looking for the perfect shade of red to match the prints that we had already gotten.

"How about this one?" Paul says holding up a dark shade of red.

I shake my head no and hear him heave a sigh of exasperation, I know he is getting impatient but I know what I want. After about 10 more swatches we decide on one that we think will work and give it to the associate to mix.

"So some guy you know at work is going to seriously design these boards for you?" Paul asks for the fifth time.

"Yes Paul… He knows the situation and agreed to help me with this."

"Why does he know the situation?" he asks his voice tense.

"Because we are really good friends."

"How good?"

"Good," I say with a note of finality on the subject. Luckily by this time the paint is done being mixed so I grab it and head off toward the wood with Paul close at my heels.

"So what kind of wood are we going to need?" I ask to change the subject.

"You're not seeing this guy are you?"

Apparently my plan didn't work…

"No… that would be kind of hard…"

"Why?"

"Well for starters he is twice my age and married…"

"Oh…"

"Yeah…"

"So when is the furniture going to get there?"

I roll my eyes, but since I don't want to start a fight over something so stupid I merely answer his question, "Today at 4:30, so we don't have too much time left ok?"

He merely nods as he goes about getting everything he needs for his new found project.

It's a good thing we beat Tommy and the rest of the guys home so I had time to hide all of the stuff I'd gotten. The delivery truck wasn't too far behind us and luckily getting the furniture into the apartment and then the bedroom wasn't too much of a pain. Tommy and company arrived sometime in the middle and I allowed him to put things where he wanted. He seems pleased with the jet black set as he looks it over. Right after the delivery guys leave Tommy begins to dump all of his new clothes out onto the bed.

I had been appalled this morning when I realized that he owned very few clothes and the ones he did own looked like they were some of the guys at one point, ripped and stained or so old it was falling apart. So I gave him the money that came for fostering him in the first place and told him to go get himself some clothes. Seth, Collin and Brady ended up going with him, for that I was glad they would keep him in check for me.

As the guys began putting away all of his new clothes I had already began my mental note of things that he will eventually need. His new cell phone was already laying on his desk, Paul had told me that despite how moody he is, apparently he appreciated all that I did for him.

On some level I think I knew that things would get better…

After all they simply had to…