“No it isn’t at all. That little brother I mentioned, he’d kill me if he knew I said this, but he had the same problem until he was 12. So, I’m not freaked by it or anything, but is Kevin okay with me knowing about this. With my brother it was only mom and dad and me. Even my older siblings who were out of the house were in the dark about it.”
“Well, we talked about it and he wasn’t thrilled about telling you, but he saw if you were going to be living here you’d probably find out anyway and we both thought it would be better if it were out in the open. Besides. they aren’t diapers and you won’t be changing him. He takes care of all that himself.”
We hammered out some other details and then made an appointment to go to the agency to take care of paperwork the next day. There were releases and waivers to sign and she had to authorize me to make medical decisions for Kevin while she was abroad. When all that was out of the way, it was just about a week until I moved my stuff into the house for the summer.
Part 3
Part 3
Terri was leaving on June 25 for Britain and the plan was that I was going to move in on to 20th to get settled and see how the routine worked. When I rang the door that afternoon, it opened immediately and Kevin was standing there, smiling shyly. He held out his hand and said, “Hello, Carolyn. Welcome to our home. May I help you with your luggage?” It was too cute, he clearly had rehearsed what he was saying, trying to act mature. I think he really did have a crush on me. So, I replied very formally, “Good afternoon Kevin. Thank you for meeting me.” Then I giggled and he started to blush and giggle too. I kissed him on the cheek and said, “Call me Carrie. I think we’re going to get along great.”
He helped me bring my bags into my room. I think he would have asked me if he could help me unpack if his mom hadn’t come by and shooed him away. She said, “Thanks for helping Carrie, Kevin. Now beat it for a while so that Carrie and I can have some girltalk.”