Some people have a good life, some people have a great childhood, well some people have a roof on top of their head. But not me, I lived in my car, worked in the local library, I was no one, add to that being a little doesn’t really help my case. It was all going to hell, until I met them, I’ve met her first, then her husband and they wanted me, homeless, bookworm and all. 
This our story, our adventures, and our love. 
Contains ddlg and mdlg, you’ve been warned. 
Apologies for any misspelling and grammar mistakes.

Bookworm Little

Ella is acting so weirdly, she never acts this weirdly, I thought she was friends with Hunter but she's acting all weird, pouting, fighting, and now this. She had an accident, well it wasn't really an accident we knew a little thing like her would go in her diaper usually. But today she has a pull-up on, she started crying right away, Hunter being there didn't really help with the crying at all.

/"Ohh come on little one let's get you cleaned,/" Robert says picking the little one, she hides in his neck crying I turn to Hunter with a smile, that something I wished he didn't have to see on his first dinner with us. I hoped she'd act well with him around until he gets more comfortable with us, but anyway, he'll see some tantrums while being her older brother.

/"Need help?/" he asks, I nod yes and we both get busy cleaning the table, I saw that Hunter had some things he wants to ask about.

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