Sarah crossed to the window and threw up the sash.<br/><br/>"Mr. S," she whispered." the fosters will be home tomorrow. Those guys can't just hang around. I get that they followed me today and I guess that is cool. but they can't be here. The fosters will think I'm having boys over or that Im trying to have a costume party. and what do I tell them about my mask?"<br/><br/>Sarah had stepped out of the shower and her short black hair was combed simply to the side, making her look like she was a five year  old. Leaning her chin wistfully on her fist, Sarah looked up at the sky,<br/><br/>"Starlight, starbright, I wish I may I wish I might have the wish I wish tonight. I wish that I could go live with Mr. S in his cave and never have to be in foster care for the rest of my life."