4 Years Later…..

Miley at the age of 16 is moving today….again.

Miley opened her eyes. She moaned and stretched. She remembered what day it was. 'Moving day...where am I going to now…another mental case couples home?' she thought to herself. She still couldn't talk. She didn't understand why. She decided to go along with it. It made others have pity on her…and make fun of her. So she couldn't do anything about it.

She got up from her bed and walked towards her closet. Well, it wasn't her closet. Since she was leaving and all. She walked into the kitchen of her current foster family's home.

"Good morning Miley. How is your morning? Are you excited for the big move?" Mrs. Fogarty asked. Big move? Come on. It's not exciting. Does she seriously think I want to go? She thought.

Mrs. Fogarty must have read the look on her face because she frowned and asked Miley to sit down. She looked at her and calmly said, "I know you don't want to go. It probably isn't easy always going from house to house. You're a wonderful girl and I know that somewhere inside you, you know that too." She paused and took Miley's hand, "I want you to know that if we could, I would adopt in less then a second. You are such a sweet girl…sometimes stubborn!" She said jokingly, "but always sweet. But you know that I can't because the state won't let me right now." She finished with tears in her eyes.

It wasn't the she had done something wrong to not be able to adopt through the law. But because of her health, they didn't allow it. She could only foster. She wasn't very old. Close to 60 years old, but she was always so sweet.

Though Miley hated being in a foster home, she actually liked being with Mrs. Fogarty. She was nice. She actually acted like she wanted to be around her. She'd been in close to 11 homes since she was put in foster care. But she loved Mrs. Fogarty and didn't want to leave.

That day as she said goodbye to Mrs. Fogarty, she was surprised to see tears not only in the woman's eyes but in her own. As she got in the car that would take her away the old woman hugged her tightly and quietly whispered so the attendant wouldn't hear her, "You come visit me anytime. Ok? I want to see you all the time and I realize that's not possible. But come whenever you can. Whenever you feel sad or upset. Come to me and we'll have some fun together!" She smiled and let go.

Miley wiped her tears away and waved goodbye. She was definitely going to visit all the time. As much as her new foster family would let her. If she had to, she would sneak out. Yeah…she would. She turned one last time to see Genie Fogarty still waving at the car driving away. She turned back in her seat and after a few minutes she fell asleep in the back seat of the black minivan.

Hours later Miley opened her eyes when she heard a tap on the car window. She looked through the tinted windows and saw the face of a young girl, probably in her 20's staring through the window.

Miley looked around and stretched. They had stopped at a center. The driver announced she could go inside so she opened the door. The woman there waved and excitedly said, "Well, you must be Miley! I'm Sharon! Sharon Tucker!" She grabbed her hand and rushed her inside. 'What the heck? Did someone sprinkle extra sugar in her coffee this morning?' Miley though. She laughed at her own thought but no one noticed. Inside the building. People rushed around and greeted her.

They were taken to a room towards the back. They spent a few hours there. She didn't pay attention to what they were saying. Something about her new home and the excited family. Something about if she was allergic to cats or something. It was really boring so she just stared out the window the whole time.

After a while they looked at her and smiled. 'Uh…what's up with this?' she thought. Did she have something on her face or something? The man behind the desk spoke then. "Well Miss Miley. Would you like to meet your new foster family then?" he asked. She shrugged and stood. She thought they would lead her to another room like all the other times. She'd walk in and the family or couple would gasp, they'd all stand and hug her. They'd introduce themselves and that would be the start of another messed up family memory…

But instead they all kept sitting. The woman with too much sugar in her system stood. She smiled and hugged Miley. "Well Miley! I'm your new foster mom!"

As shocked as Miley was she went along with it. She pretended to be excited. She smiled and as they walked out of the building to her car Miley nervously followed.

She prepared herself for whatever lay ahead of her. She had a feeling it'd be a lot different from all the other families she'd been with. She also had a feeling she wouldn't like it.