We Adopted a Teenage Brother and His Little Sister After Other Families Turned Them Down – A Month Later, Their Former Foster Mother Called and Asked, ‘They Still Haven’t Told You Why They Picked You?’

A few minutes later, Jace walked in.

He was tall and thin, dressed in a gray hoodie despite the warm room. His hair fell over his forehead.

He nodded once when Rebecca introduced us but didn’t smile.

Josie immediately ran over to him.

We spent nearly two hours together.

Josie talked enough for everyone.

Jace mostly answered questions with one or two words.

Daniel asked whether he played sports.

“Basketball sometimes.”

“What position?”

Jace shrugged. “Guard.”

Daniel nodded. “I played guard in high school.”

For the first time, Jace actually looked at him.

Josie looked up too.

At the time, I thought she was just listening to them talk.

Jace arched his eyebrows.

Daniel laughed. “I was faster before my knees turned eighty.”

Jace gave him a small grin.

Later, when Rebecca mentioned having dinner together during another visit, I asked Josie what she liked to eat.

“Mac and cheese.”

“Of course.” Then I looked at Jace. “What about you?”

He seemed surprised.

“Me?”