This morning I woke up to Jared jumping on my bed and shaking my shoulders to wake me up.
"Oh my God, Jared, are you trying to crush me?" I complained, pushing Jared away.
He had just gotten back from Brazil last night and I didn't get to see him because I was already asleep.
The night before, Noah and I had been watching over Mr. Greg was at the hospital until his wife arrived. I was a little tired and went to bed early last night.
I had long since gotten used to the lonely life and accepted that I was all alone. Even though I was close to my siblings in the orphanage and was even adopted by the owner of my orphanage, deep down, I still cried sometimes because I didn't have any blood relatives.
Now that the Jeremiahs had found me and taken me back, because they were my flesh and
