Cealina actually giggled when she heard the words and rushed out of the building to find Jafari. "JJ!" she exclaimed and found her in her usual spot in the outback. The little girl looked up and smiled at the crazy Cealina, "I found your parents! They're going to take you back into their house!" "My parents?" she asked. Cealina nodded and helped the kid up, "Your parents want you back! They want you back soon too!" "How soon?" she asked. "As soon as possible!" Cealina exclaimed and hugged the girl. But Jarfari wasn't all too excited, though she did want to see her parents again, she was scared to leave the only thing she knew; Egypt. So later in the night Cealina and Jafari packed the only things Jafari owned in a leather backpack and went to the airport in the Orphanage's Van.
On the almost complete other side of the earth, the Littrell parents had alot to explain to their two sons. Kentucky was eight hours behind Egypt, making it midnight in Egypt and four pm in Kentucky at the moment. Jackie and Harold were nervous as they sat their two sons (Brian, 18 and Harold Jr., 21) down in the living room and began to explain. "Well, see, we had a child on our second honeymoon in England, you two remember when we went on that trip? Brian you were ten and Har you were thirteen. Anyways, we couldn't afford her, so we had to immediately give her up to an adoption service. It was hard, believe us, we wanted to keep her so bad. But we just got the call yesterday and her orphanage mother thinks she'd be better off here. She is sick with problems, and is living in poverty, so she is coming as soon as possible. Her name is Jafari, but the orphanage mother says she likes to be called JJ. Are you two okay with this?" Jackie asked, she'd begun to cry silently while she explained. Brian and Harold Jr. nodded absently, a baby sister? "How old is she?" Brian asked a moment later. "She is nine, and she's lived in Cairo, Egypt. Her name is Jafari. She speaks english and egyptian. The orphanage mother warns us that she'll probably be very quiet and that she isn't used to anything but poverty. So this house will be luxury to her." Harold replied. Harold Jr. leaned down to tie his shoe and then asked, "Where will she stay? And sleep?" "We'll think of something for the meantime until we can furnish that loft upstairs." Jackie said and sniffled. Brian leaned over and hugged his mother. This would be difficult for everyone.
