This is a story about a 7 year old girl who gets taken in by a family. She has met her adoptive parents from all their fostering visits and outings but she had yet to meet their 5 sons.
Join her brothers as her past begins to unfold. Because is she...
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——————————————————————————— Alexa couldn't help but smile as she reflected on the day that had just happened. Although she had rolled her eyes and teased her brothers about wanting to know so much Spanish, she couldn't help but feel that much closer to her parents. Knowing that she hadn't lost her Spanish tongue having not spoken it properly for about a year or two, it really made that connection to her past that she thought was broken.
She glanced up out of the window into the sky, couldn't help but wander what her parents would have said had she done that in front of them. How proud they would have been. Alexa went down under her bed and took out a shoe box that she had decorated in her arts and craft class when she was back at school. The glitter, Pom poms and pipe cleaners remained untouched while she carefully lifted the flimsy cardboard lid. There remained her most treasured survived memories that she just couldn't let go of.
You see, each picture or object had a really special memory to go with it. She took out a picture, smiled as she remembered that very day and flipped it around, where her mother had written: Alexa, 5 years old, ice cream fight.
Flashback: "Alexa, have you got something on your nose?" Her Daddy said as he scooped up a dollop of whipped cream and tapped it on her nose. Alexa giggled as she smeared her hand in his chocolate sauce and wiped it on his cheek, making sure to get it in his slight beard.
"Hey Alexa, I think Daddy might want some more cream" Mummy laughed whilst joining her daughter in this fun.
She grabbed the whipped cream can and aimed it at her husband before squirting it down his shirt. And in a flash she picked up her daughter and ran round the garden.
Alexa looked around. Laughter. Love. Affection. Her thought train was broken when her Mum felt herself being whisked off the ground as they all fell on the grass. Her Dad wrapped his arms around both their waists and dug his fingers into their sides. Alexa and her mum laughed uncontrollably while her husband teased her and her daughter.
"Come on, you don't think I would have let my two best girls get away with this" he teased as he kissed them both, nuzzling his beard into both their necks, while their garden filled with laughter.
-End of flashback-
Alexa felt a tear slowly roll down her cheek while she put the photo back. That memory was never going to happen again. She was never going to be wrapped up protectively in her dads arms, or lifted up my her mum, held so close that she could smell her apple and cinnamon shampoo. She looked around in the box and took out a photo, again tuning it round to see writing on the back: Alexa's first proper day at the park. 4 years old
Flashback: Alexa, now 6'3 was sitting down, while her ride jumped up in the air and ran round the park- Except, that's what she thought. In reality she was sitting on her dads neck, while he jumped and ran around chasing his wife as they laughed and his in the leaves. She sat on top feeling like she was queen of the world. She could do anything. She felt so tall. There was nothing she felt she couldn't do.
