I was placed next in the care of Eula. She owned a huge home next to the library that was always filled to capacity with the girls she fostered. Living with her was like coming home after a long absence. She loved each of us and we all loved her in return, welcoming us as we arrived like a long lost daughter.
   On warm evenings, we would all gather around her outside on the porch and share stories. She would listen to us talk about school, the boys we liked, and our lives in general, smiling indulgently at each of us as we talked. She accepted each of us for who we were, giving us unconditional love, no matter what our situation may have been prior to moving in with her. "A clean slate", she declared, to each of us coming into her home. What happened in the pas...

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