"I know it's a big adjustment, Tim. But you're twelve years old now and you should be able to handle it."
Tim looked at his father doubtfully but didn't protest anymore. Once his parents had made up their minds, there wasn't going to be anymore debate.
"And I think you'll like being a big brother," his mother added helpfully (or so she thought).
"Uh huh," he mumbled as he left the room to go to the basement to play some video games. Of course, he'd probably have to share those with his new, so-called little sister, too.
For reasons Tim couldn't fathom, his parents had decided to become foster parents. They told him it was an opportunity to help out an unfortunate child. At first, Tim was lukewarm to the idea. Perhaps having a little brother might not be too bad if the kid wasn't a brat. But then they told him they were going to get a girl.
A girl! Seriously, Tim wasn't going to play with dolls or stupid tea parties or whatever little girls did. A couple of his friends had little sisters and he had always been thankful he didn't have a little monster in pink at home to contend with.
His mom seemed especially pleased with his choice. An only child, Tim wondered if perhaps she always wanted a daughter along with him. His parents had told him before they couldn't have any more children when he was born, so he never gave it much thought until this recent and somewhat alarming development.
Part of him was glad she would be happy. But he was also in a perfectly good sulk about the whole thing and didn't want to lose that attitude. But he did tone it down a bit so as not to upset them. They were patient, but had their limits.
Two days after "SHE" arrived, Tim was quite ready to be an only child again. Her name was Ivy. People made a fuss over the four year-old with her big brown eyes and brown hair that held a little curl to it. That would have been tolerable to Tim, but the little twerp thought it was fun to have a big brother and followed him nearly everywhere (he drew the line at the bathroom, though).
This story is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.
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