Kiki (WEREWOLF ACADEMY #3) by Mazzy J. March EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Authors: Mazzy J. March
- Language: English
- Genre: Paranormal / Sci-Fi
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This foster home is neither the best nor worst of the ones I’ve been in.
My foster mom is not mean or physically abusive, but neither does she go a
step out of her way…
Having been found as an infant, left at a fire station without any
identification or even a note with the tiniest bit of information, the county
had no way to find my mom. And since I was left at a fire station, it seemed
the safe surrender laws came into play. So, there was no need to look for her
or my dad, I guessed.
Closing in on aging out, I questioned more than ever how things had
gone for me over the years. Why was I never adopted? Instead, I had been
through way too many foster homes, group homes, and just about any kind
of homes, except for one with parents who were my own.
I had, over the years, encountered lots of kids who were trying
desperately to keep their siblings together or at least in contact, and while I
felt awful that they were having to do that, I envied them for having some
measure of family. If I had any, would they be glad to find out about me?
More than one kid I’d met over the years had managed to contact their bio
family only to find out that they were either disinterested or suspicious or
outright hostile.
Maybe I was better off not knowing anything more than I did.
“Did you order something?” Amy, my foster mother, opened my
bedroom door. She didn’t knock…ever. But she also never paid attention to
what I was doing, so it didn’t matter. Not that I had that exciting a life, but I
did spend a lot of time on screens with no supervision.
“No.” Where would I get spare money? “Why?”
“You got a package.” She stayed in the doorway and tossed a small box
at my bed where I was sitting with my laptop, deep in a shoot-’em-up video
game. It wasn’t as good as a real gaming system, but I’d saved for a year for
this renewed computer. The throw fell short, so hopefully this mystery
delivery did not contain glass.
Amy disappeared back to whatever she was doing, and I leaned down
to grab the package. Who would send me something? Obviously, my foster
mother had not bought it. Not only was it out of character, but, if she had
done something nice, she’d have stuck around to bathe in my gratitude.
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