They both knew. While Alice hid it well, you could read it in Josh’s face – the anxiety, the desperate need. The administrator sighed. Poor kids. Losing parents so young, they deserved a break.
The prospective adopters looked unsure. Alice spoke brightly but it was Josh who would make the difference. No one wanted to separate the siblings; they needed to take both.
The administrator studied the little boy. What he had been through in his six years, it was amazing how he seemed to cope. Just then the boy looked at the man and smiled.
Everyone relaxed. The administrator said, ‘Shall we deal with the paperwork now?’ The woman nodded and led the way out. She whispered to the administrator as they left. ‘Such sweet children. And they lost two sets of parents?’
‘Three if you count the grandparents who they lived with for a period.’
The man laughed awkwardly. ‘Are they jinxed?’
The woman glared. ‘Gerald, that’s an awful thing to say. They are so sweet.’
Back in the room, Alice listened at the door. ‘I think that worked.’
Josh chewed a nail. ‘Can we use poison this time?’