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won’t be so bad. I have heard that some foster parents are actually good to their foster kids and some even adopt them.
           A few hours later Jessa saw Mrs. Turner’s car pull up and she knew she had come to get her. Well I guess I’ll find out in a few minutes where I’ll be going.
           “Jessa are you ready to go?”
           Jessa turned to find Mrs. Turner standing in the doorway holding the paper work for her new foster parents. I’ll never be ready Jessa thought but knew not to say anything what good would it do her anyway.
            On the car ride to her new home Jessa let her mind wonder. What would it have been like if Aunt Beth would have taken me with her? No more foster homes that’s for sure and a regular school. She shook her head as if trying to shake away those thoughts, no use in wasting my time even thinking like that. Well one good thing comes from being in a foster home, I do get to attend a regular school instead of the orphanage classes, but what about church. Do they go? Will they let me go? The Harris’ didn’t go and Rick would not even hear about me attending. The whole idea of church seemed to bother him, I don’t understand why church has always been the one place where I have ever felt wanted and welcomed.
           “Jessa we’re here.” Mrs. Turner said turning around in the seat and looking at her. “Are you alright Jessa? You look a little pale.”
           No wonder I look pale Jessa thought as she looked out the window to what was supposed to be her new home. The lawn was a mess, junked cars everywhere and the house looked as if it was barely standing. This was no place for a child or anyone for that matter.
           Mrs. Turner stood beside Jessa as an elder couple came out to meet them. Maybe they won’t be so bad Jessa thought.
           “Jessa I would like you to meet Mr. and Mrs. Bedford.” Mrs. Turner said.
           “Hello.” Jessa said to them.
           Mr. and Mrs. Bedford never said a word they just stood there looking Jessa up and down and whispering to themselves
           “Mrs. Turner may we have a word with you?” Mr. Bedford said.
           Jessa watch as they walked out of earshot or so they thought they were out of earshot.
           “We don’t want her. You’ll just have to take her back with you.” She heard Mr. Bedford say.
            “Mr. Bedford I don’t understand. I was given the impression that you wanted to be foster parents.” Mrs. Turner told him.
           “We do want to be foster parents.” Mrs. Bedford said. “We just don’t want her. I’m look at her.”
           “What’s wrong with her? She is a very sweet little girl. I don’t understand why you wouldn’t want her. Maybe you could try and keep her for a few days and see if that will change your minds.” Mrs. Turner pleaded
           “I SAID NO.” Mr. Bedford yelled before taking his wife by the hand and leading her into the house.
           Mrs. Turner was shocked. “Get in the car Jessa.” She said sounding angry.
           Jessa done as she was told and climbed into the car. She wanted to ask what was wrong but since she had overheard the whole conversation she already knew. They didn’t want me, just as Aunt Beth didn’t want me either she thought. I don’t understand and I probably never will. Jessa tried so hard not to cry as they drove back to the orphanage. No one wants me and with that thought she let her tears flow.
           When they got back to the orphanage Mrs. Drew didn’t know what to say when she saw Jessa come back with Mrs. Turner.
           “Jessa you run along and get yourself unpacked, I need to speak to Mrs. Drew.”
           Jessa never said a word she just turned and headed up the stairs.
     
     
     
     
     

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