"...This is not working..."
"It will take time, it always dose."
"I have no pations for this"
"We don't have a choice in the matter, we do as we are told... for know..."
"It will take time, it always dose."
"I have no pations for this"
"We don't have a choice in the matter, we do as we are told... for know..."
*****
"MAX, its time to get up for school!"
"coming" Max called to the woman's voice as he rushed down the stares still pulling his shirt on. "sorry Mrs" "Max, call me mom or Marry. Mrs is to formal." she smiled to her knew son as she hugged him. "know get going you'll be late." "Thanks...mom..." He ran out the door after putting on his Rollerblade's. Max was a twelve year old boy, adopted to a knew family and off to a knew school.