"When you first met your new foster mother, what did you think?"

Ben trembled a little and she watched him closely for signs of distress.

"Mrs... Mrs. Cosburn was... she was... perfect."

"How was she perfect?"

Ben's expression showed his awe. "She moved with a grace I- I can't describe. The way she walked. The way she moved her hands. The way she tilted her head when she listened to you. It was mesmerizing! Her smile... it went right down to her soul. Many people smile and don't mean it. Her, you could see it in her eyes. It was real. She was real! She wouldn't tolerate lies."

Ben jolted...