David got up from his nap and came out in the kitchen. "Hi David. Feel better now?" He said yeah and I said "Good. Time for you to meet the boys." I holler. "Josh, Shawn time to meet David." They come out and Josh sits on the couch. Shawn pulls his wheelchair up.
"Ok guys this is David. He is coming to live with us. He got beat up by his step dad. He knows what it feels like to be abused." I tell them.
The boys talk and laugh with each other and I just sit back and watch. Then they went off to play. I went on about my business.
The next week or two went by really fast. There was absolutely no trouble with any of the boys. I still saw them naked regularly because Josh and Shawn I bathed and David I had to check his butt for healing.
One day I come home in a rotten mood. The day had gone completely bad. When I walked in the house I was looking for some relief. What I got was more bad stuff. The kitchen looked like a tornado had gone through. There were open pizza boxes and chip bags and garbage everywhere. "David, Josh and Shawn front and center." I barked. Three boys came running as fast as their legs, crutches and wheels could take them.
"Boys this kitchen looks like a tornado ran through it. I've told you about the rules of the house. If you make a mess you clean it up. I want this place spotless before I am going to feed you dinner and then after supper we are going to have a major discussion about this." I said.
To be continued.......(sorry hopefully it won't take me a year to get back to this HAHAHAHA)