"Well?."Well?...." Mr. Edwards asked again. "Yeah! I guess. Would he really adopt me, sir?" the boy asked. "He might. It depends on how good you are. You understand?" "If I do what he wants?" Rafael asked. "That's the question isn't it boy. Will you?" "I,... I,... don't know. I guess." The boy's voice was quiet and he mumbled, shifting his weight from one side to the other nervously. "It's your decision. A lot of things could change if you were a good boy and did what he wanted," Mr. Edwards said. "Yeah! I guess so. Mr. Edwards if,... well if I don't like him,... well can I stop?" Rafael asked. The man nodded and breathed out, "I know you'll like him. He's very fond of boys like you. He's asked a lot about you." "Huh? He has? I,... don't even know who he is." "Yes you do, boy. You just don't know it. You're not the only boy here at Centerville that he's taken a fancy to you know. Before you? Well, Jerry for one." Mr. Edwards grinned. "Jerry?" Rafael asked in surprise. |