Tears Break Loose- Chapter 8 Money

Blake and I spend the whole day in my room just talking. It felt so normal. So... Right. The phone rings a couple times but I choose to ignore it. I am too absorbed into the conversation. He decides its probably time to get up and stretch. Ok, thats fine. Its not. When he gets up.... I feel like I've never wanted him more in my life. I feel so naked without his arms around me. Holding me closer to him. I get up and head to the bathroom to wash my face off. My eyes are huge and I look like a mess. My face is all red and my hair looks like a haystack. I come back in laughing and he looks at me funny. "I look horrible!" He comes over and wraps his arms around me again. They're big and muscular. They are my towers, my fort. 1

The phone rings and I decide if I'm up I might as well answer it. I race into the kitchen where the phone is. I catch it out of breath on the fourth ring. "Hello," I say breathlessly into the phone. "Finally you pick up. I was begining to worry about you child," A familar voice tones in on the other line. Ms. Kathy! She worked with Child Services and she was the one who got me adopted by George and Shirley. I loved Ms. Kathy. She has always been the sweetest lady and always had such a big heart. I remember when I was back at the adoption agency sometimes, I would always ask her why she couldn't adopt her. She was like a mother to me already. But sadly, she was very poor and didn't have the money to take care of a child. And now that I think about it, I would of rather her adopted me still then anyone.2

"Oh, hey Ms. Kathy." I look over at Blake when I speak, he realizes who it is and he smiles, mouthing, "Tell her I said hey." I laugh and say really quick," Oh, Blake says hey." I can just imagine her blushing scarlet red and smiling, her red curls going everywhere. "Well, tell him I said hello also. Aw he was such a sweetheart. " She says in her grandmother voice, though shes no older that 38 I think. "Alright. Is there something you needed Ms. Kathy?" I smile for what feels like the first in forever. 3

"Oh, yes." Theres the noise on the other line of her chair most likely rolling out from under the desk and to the filing cabnet where her keys clang together and open the files. "Your foster father, dear. We were looking through his will this morning and it turns out, that two days before his murder, he changed his will. He has given everything to you." I stand, open mouthed now. What? Why? "Ms. Kathy, I don't understand."4

"Don't you get it. " She says getting excited and impatient with my stupidity. "Dear, he left you 5 million dollars. Everything. The house. The cars. Everything." I can hear a giggle in her voice and I just feel like crying. Everything? Wow! 5 million dollars!? I didn't even know we had that much! "Wow," was all I could say. All I could think. Millions! The house! All the cars! The Hummer. The Alexis. The Jaguar. Everything!5

But Ms. Kathy could not explain to me everything. She told me I would have to come to the office and fill out the paper work for my arrangements. And his. I just still couldn't believe it. I told Blake and he was thrilled. No surprise. That boy is thrilled at everything! So after five minutes of saying," I can't believe it!" and," This is great!" We finally decided to get some real clothes on and head on down to sort everything out.