"Copperhead? Li..like the snake?" Richard asked, lifting his head to look up at her. He watched her pick up her snake and move to stand back to him while still speaking. He could hear the emotion in her voice and he immediately felt bad. Had he caused this? He didn't want Copperhead to be in trouble because of him.<br/>"My name is Richard, but people usually call me Dick." He said after a few minutes of silence. He absently traced a pattern on the floor with his finger, glancing up every now and than to Copperhead.<br/><br/>He wasn't sure what time it was but it didn't stop his body from feeling exhausted. Yawning, Dick rubbed his eyes and stretched his arms over his head. This morning seemed so far away, never would he have guessed that by nightfall he would be an orphan and in a strange house as well. As the quietness of the room settled once more he could hear the faint sound of sirens outside.