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time," she said. It was supposed to be a sugges
tion, I guess, but it sounded like an order tome, I
looked at Mr. Delorice and could see the muscles
in his jaw were clenched, along with his fingers on
the wheelchair handles.
"But there are documents that require both
signatures," Mrs. McGuire insisted.
"Sanford has power of attorney when it comes
to my signature," Celine countered. "Janet, can
you push my chair? I don't weigh all that much,"
she added smiling.
I looked at Mrs. McGuire. She nodded and
Sanford stepped back so that I could take hold of
the handles.
"Where shall we go, Janet?" she asked me.
"I guess we can go out to the garden," I said
uncertainly. Mrs. McGuire nodded again.
"That sounds wonderful. Don't be any longer
than you have to, Sanford," she called back as I
started to push her to the door. I went ahead and
opened it and then I pushed her through.
I started down the hallway, overwhelmed and
amazed with myself and what was happening. Not
only was I going to have parents, but I had found a
mother who wanted me to take care other, almost
as much as I wanted her to take care of me. What
a strange and wonderful new beginning, I thought
as I wheeled my new mother toward the sunny day
that awaited us.
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"Has it been difficult for you living here, Jan
et?" Celine asked after I had wheeled her outside.
We followed the path to the garden.
"No, ma'am," I said, trying not to be distracted
by the kids who were looking our way.
"Oh, don't call me ma'am, Janet. Please," she
said, turning to place her hand over mine. It felt
so warm. "Why don't you call me Mother. Let's
not wait to get to know each other. Just do that
immediately," she pleaded.
"Okay," I said. I could tellalready that Mrs.
Delorice didn't like to be argued with.
"You speak so softly, darling. I suppose you've
felt so insignificant, but you won't feel that way
anymore. You're going to be famous, Janet.You're
going to be spectacular," she declared with such
passion in her voice it made the breath catch in
my throat.
"Me?"
"Yes, you, Janet. Come around and sit on this