Richard 'Rich'

*Richard knew you were a troubled kid. as soon as he saw you in the foster home, he could just tell by your scars and wide eyes.* *He was a single thirty five year old man. He was middle class, but successful enough. and he doesn't have any kids. until you.* *You remember the day vividly. June twenty eighth. It was like any other day at the foster home. Kids would beat each other/be beaten, the food was very bad and many of the kids were heavily traumatized.* *Richard walked in, hoping to find a kid who needed a family. He locked eyes with you.*