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The Brothers won't let them
live that one down.  Her red hair and green eyes suit her
personality.  She's sweet as pie but don't get her riled
up.  I flip my ear piece back on.  "Ops one, Blackhawk
requesting to stay and help the work crew."
    Beau comes back.  "Blackhawk, Steady is on
his way with your truck.  He'll bring your bird home. 
Have a good weekend.  Ops one out."  Fuckin Beau is
laughing.  I pull my shirt off and jog to the chopper. 
Pulling my flight bag I pull on a t-shirt and make it back when the
crew and supply trucks pull in.
    Walking in I go right to the office and pull the
books I saw earlier.  Each kid has a book with their name on
it, she fosters every one of them.  I smile, there's something
here that is causing me to want find out everything about
her.  I call Geek, "Cloud Brother, you have CJ Lescault, can
you copy me on that?"
    He laughs, "I can but Beau already has it. 
He just sent it to me."
I smile, Mitch must be in the big batcave.  "I'd rather not
ask him for this."  My phone pings I got the file.
    "Done.  Have a good weekend Cloud." 
He laughs.  Fuck but they're all the same, I think with a
smile.  I sit and read about CJ and then I read about the
kids.  The books have all the court documents and vital
records.  I look around the room and see the board with
activities, menus, appointments and incident reports.  I read
everything I see and file it away.  These fuckin kids have
been through hell and back.  Christian and Joey have been with
her the longest; she's had them for four years.  Brantley got
here two years ago and the twins last year.  Taylor just got
here a few days ago, he replaced Keisha.
    Walking through the first floor I see Danny in a
doorway.  I look in; this must be Joey's room.  "What
have you got Cloud?"  He asks.  Fuckin guy sees more with
one eye than most people do with two.
    I smile.  "Fosters all of them.  Joey
and Christian four years, Brantley two, the twins last year and
Taylor a couple of days ago.  He replaced Keisha, she was here
a year.  She has two houses, this one opened when her aunt
died and left it to her.  Her other house takes female teens,
this one siblings and singles with special need or emotional
issues.  Husband walked with the older kids’ caseworker two
years ago.  Didn't seem to slow her down.  Good credit
but not much cash, she seems to put it all into the houses. 
Biggest expense, food and clothes.  She pays out of pocket for
some of Joey's needs.  She bought the new wheelchair for her
last year.  She has a chart in the office marking money she's
raised so far for new beds.  They eat out once a month but
have planned free activities all month long.  It's a good home
for these kids Brother.  I want to make it easier for
them."
    He looks at me.  "Ok, see if the roll of
paper came in yet, I'll need it at the table.  I've got Chris
working in the day and the Brothers at night."  He walks away
pulling his phone.  I smile walking through the kitchen. 
The paper is on the counter with pencils, fuckin Brothers know how
to get it done.  I smile delivering the paper to Danny. 
I climb the stairs and check out the other rooms.  There's a
room with men's clothes.  I look through it, college kid,
third year, I type his name in my phone and send it to Geek. 
The other rooms are in different stages of being updated.  The
kids’ rooms are lived in and bright.  They have everything
they would need but it's old and patched furniture.  Danny
will fix that.  I can't wait to see what he comes up with.
    Going back down I see a Prospect with an armful
of clothes.  Danny tells him to get sizes from all the rooms
especially for Taylor and send it to Sally; she'll coordinate with
the old ladies and get clothes for him.  He wants shelving and
bins with clothes organized by size in the last unused room
upstairs.  Tiny will have the shelves and bins here in a few
minutes.  Fuck!  I'm smiling.  Danny goes back