I got a new student in my study hall last week on Monday. On Wednesday, she was a bit chatty, and I learned that she's a foster kid. On Friday, she asked to talk to me because her foster moms are planning on adopting her, and she's really excited, but she also got into an argument with on of her moms about rules of the house, and she'd tried to weasel around a few of them, and she was trying to figure out how to fix things because she didn't want to screw up being adopted and ALL I COULD THINK ABOUT WAS THAT DAGMAR WAS TRAINING FOR THIS MOMENT.
