Jacob organized the cards into different categories. “Fine. They told us on Christmas that we could start calling them Mom and Dad if we wanted to. ”
Son of a bitch. My fist clenched and I bit the inside of my mouth, drawing blood.
Jacob looked away from his cards for the first time. “Where you going, Noah?”
“To get Tyler. ” I only had forty-five minutes left. If they wanted to play dirty, so could I.
The minute I entered the hallway, Keesha stepped out of the observation room connected to mine, shutting the door behind her. “Get back in there and visit with your brother. You already complain that you don’t see them enough. ”
I pointed my finger at her. “I earned at least two hours a month with my brothers. At least—not limited to. If they don’t get Tyler in that room in thirty seconds, I’m going to call a lawyer and tell him you’re knowingly keeping me from my brothers. ”
Keesha stared at me for a second then started to laugh. “You’re a smart boy, Noah. Learnin’ the system and usin’ it to your advantage. Get back in there. He’s on his way. ” I turned, but Keesha called out, “And Noah, if you ever point your finger at me again, I’ll break it off and hand it to you. ”
Jacob gave me Mom’s smile again when I reentered. I focused on shoving the anger out of my system. Jacob was easy. Jacob remembered. Tyler—Tyler was a whole other animal.
Carrie, the perfect adult with perfect brunette hair, entered the room with Tyler wrapped around her like a baby monkey to his mother. I held out my hands. “Give him to me. ”
I towered over her. Easy to do since she only came to my shoulder. Instead of handing him over, she slipped another arm around him. “He’s scared. ”
Correction. She was scared. “I’m his brother and you’re not related to him. He’ll be fine. ”
When she made no move to release him, I continued, “I have the right to this visit. ”
She licked her lips. “Tyler, baby, it’s time to see Noah and play with Jacob. It looks like Noah got you a present. ”
At those words, Tyler lifted his head and stared at me. The face of my youngest brother almost brought me to my knees. It wasn’t because he looked like me and Mom, but because the entire right side of his face was bruised. My heart beat faster when I saw the patch of shaved brown hair and at least five staples in his skull.
My head snapped to the transparent mirror, a clear indication that if Keesha didn’t get her social worker ass in here, I was going to kill this woman.
I sucked in a calming breath. Tyler was only four and my anger would frighten him. I reached out and took him from her. She held her arms out as if I’d stolen her puppy. “It was an accident,” she whispered.
“Hey, lil’ bro. Would you like to open your present?” I asked Tyler.
Tyler nodded. I placed him next to Jacob and handed him his gift. Keesha walked in as Carrie scurried out. Keesha held her hands up. “It was an accident. I should have told you before Tyler came in, but it slipped my mind. ”
My eyes narrowed as I looked straight at her. “We’ll discuss this later. ” I returned to my brothers and prayed that Tyler would speak at least one word to me before the session ended.
ONCE AGAIN, I SAT ON THE folding chair, but I wasn’t nervous this time. I was fucking pissed.
Keesha took the seat opposite me. “Carrie and Joe got Tyler a bike for Christmas and they let him ride it a couple of days ago without a helmet. When he fell, they took him immediately to the hospital and notified me. They feel horrible. ”
“They should,” I barked. “How do you know they didn’t hit him?”
Keesha picked up the blue ribbon from Tyler’s package. “They’re good people. I don’t believe they would intentionally hurt your brothers. ”
Yeah. Genuine saints. “If they’re so great, then they should stop stonewalling me and let me see my brothers. ”
“They took on the boys after the incident with your first foster family, Noah. They’d heard that you were emotionally unstable. That alone proves how much they care for those boys. Carrie and Joe don’t want to see them get hurt. ”
My fist closed and I kept my hand under the table to prevent myself from pounding the wall like I wanted. Keesha would love more leverage to prove my instability. “I would never hurt them. ”
“I know that,” said Keesha with a hint of defeat. “Why do you think I suggested that Mrs. Collins take you on?”
I should have known. “So she’s your fault. ”
She leaned forward, placing her arms on the table. “You’re a great kid, Noah. You’ve got a lot of potential in front of you if you’d just lose the attitude. ”
I shook my head. “I thought I proved myself already. Christ, you’ve placed me in a home with another teenager. ”