The first time Henry started to talk he was almost four years old. He was already in his second foster home since the first family The Johnsons decided to send him on a summer holiday. The childrens home that is. This new family was warm and loving except their own daughter Sharon that Henry had to share beds with. During the nights she kicked him in the stomach and said nasty things to him. Things like, he wasn’t wanted and he won’t be staying for long and well the list goes on and on.
She was right. After almost two years the mother in the family fell ill and once again Henry headed back to the home. That pretty much sum up his childhood or the lack of it.