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I know about those. Worst kind of dream to have.

I hate them, 'cause I know they aren't real but, I can't make them stop.

I do to. They'll get better with time.

Promise? 'cause it seems like they're getting worse and worse, ever since my Grandpa called.

Mine have a little but it took a long time. What did your grandpa tell you?

He didn't talk to me, he talked to the lady from Child Protection, but, she told me about it. He told her he didn't want me.

I'm sorry. Two of my daughters went through that with their real dads. Can't imagine what that's like.

If they let me talk to him I can tell him I'd be no trouble for him, I can fix my own meals and wouldn't eat much, and I could help him with his work. He wouldn't even have to buy me anything new. *He had clearly thought about reasons why the man might have thought having him would be an inconvenience.*

Hmmmm... Why don't you write him a letter or email him? Snake shrugged just trying to give the boy something though he knew there was probably no hope.

I guess I could write him a letter, but, maybe I could go see him. If I talked to him it would be better, he'd see I could be good.

You should ask your foster family to take you.

They won't...and besides, he's on a dig. I could go myself, but, I don't know how I would get there.

Where's his dig at?

I'm not real sure, he was studying the Mayan pyramids...but, I know my mom and dad had talked to him, I bet there is something at my house that would tell me.

Snake thought it over a bit and then shrugged. I could take you. Kidnapping is already on my record anyway.

You could do that? But what if they put you in jail, who would take care of your kids?

I could. Snake smiled. The point is not to get caught. Would your foster parents be ok with you coming out to my ranch for a weekend?

I don't know, I don't know what rules there are. I know they told me the rules say I can't go to my house, and I can't call my Grandpa Nick whenever I want. They told me too that I can't go back to the museum, but, I don't know if that's a rule for always.

Sound like shitty rules to me.

You're not supposed to use that word.

Like I said, not much for rules.

Is that why you keep getting in trouble with the police?

Partially.

What's the rest?

Once you become a criminal all you can do is more crime to survive. Vicious cycle.

Will this make me a criminal too?

It shouldn't. I don't know why you aren't allowed to leave the house though. Is there going to be a trial or something about your parents?

I don't know, They keep telling me I'm too young. If I ask things they say it's for the adults to worry about.

I'm an adult. I'm worried. Besides doubt they'd do anything to you. I'm the one that they'd say did something wrong.

I don't want you to get in trouble on account of me.

Snake smiled. Sometimes the trouble is worth it for the outcome.

It's not worth you being away from your own kids though, and that's what will happen if you go to jail. They'll be all by themselves.

I won't get caught.

But, if you do they'll be all alone like me.

I've been in jail before since I adopted them. They know I will always come home no matter what.

I wouldn't want you to go to jail on 'count of me, doesn't matter how long it'd be.

I'd rather go to jail then see you like this.

But, it's not fair to your own kids.

They understand the risks I take to do what's right.

It doesn't make it fair to take you away from them. I wouldn't feel right knowing that happened.

What if I just found out where he was and took your letter to him?

I guess that would be okay, just so you don't get in trouble and they take you away from your kids.

I'll be very careful. No law says I can't give someone a letter, right?

I don't think so. What should I tell him? *The boy chewed the side of his lip with the question.*

Whatever you think you need to.

Should I do it now?

Do it whenever you feel the need to. Then I'll take it.

Okay, I can do it now, then you can have it. I just need paper and a pencil.