well, it was different. i didn't know what to expect (as i told you before, he's only 4). we were separated when i was almost 11, and he was 9 mo. i did as you advised, i bought him some toy cars and a rescue hero. he loved them. he came up to me as soon as we walked in and said "are you my sister that i lost?". somebody either told him about me, or he remembered me (not very likely, so it was probably the first one). then he hugged me, and i couldn't help but start crying and he said "i don't want to lose you again". then my parents started crying. after that they talked with the social worker while i played with him. it was in another room so i couldn't here what they were saying. then it was time to leave. i wanted to start screaming and say "no!!!! i don't want to go", but i didn't, and surprisingly, neither did he. he just started crying, and said "bye, Torrie". the social worker said we could come and visit him any time until he was placed with a new foster family.
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