Mrs. Atkins stood up and walked to the table, facing the five. "Hello, even though we know each other, I feel like it's only proper I introduced myself for all to hear."
Gerald nodded, then sat down. "The floor is yours."
Mrs. Atkins faced the crowd. "Hello everybody. My name is Mary and some of you may know me from the pta meetings. Or maybe your sons play baseball with my sons. Or you may even know me and my husband, Wayne, from our real estate agency. We're active in both the school and the community. This is our home." Her look became serious. "As some of you know, Wayne and I, are foster parents. Every so often we get a request to take in a child and help them adjust. Early this month we received a similar request, except with more strenuous circumstances. Another high schooler."
