My phone rang and I answered it. It was my manager Frank and he a dit "I have some bad news Michael; I can't get toi on a flight back to California until two days after your concert." I a dit "that's fine Frank; I don't mind. It'll give me some time to visit some of the orphanages here in London!" Frank a dit "I hope you're excited to have two months off Michael! I know how much toi hate touring; but eight plus shows after your break until it's over." I a dit "I know; I'm just looking vers l'avant, vers l’avant to getting settled back in at Neverland! Alright; I've got to get some sleep." Frank a dit "sorry for keeping toi up Michael; Rest up for your concert tomorrow."

***

I woke up and looked at the alarm clock suivant to the lit and noticed that it was 9 AM. I sat up on the edge of the lit and rubbed my eyes; before picking out something to wear for the day. I opened up the door to my hotel room and went suivant door to wake up my bodyguards. They opened the door and were already waiting for me to arrive there. James asked "where would toi like to go today Mr. Jackson?" I looked at my other bodyguard Tim and asked "did toi find an orphanage for me to visit?" He a dit "yes I did Sir and it's called 'Angels awaiting love.’" I a dit "okay; I would like to go there right now please. Did toi pick up the coloring livres and crayons that I want to pass out to the children at the orphanage?" James a dit "yes we did Sir; we picked them up about 15 minutes il y a when the toy store opened." I a dit "I can't wait to bring some joy to children in need!"

About a half heure later, we arrived in front of a small house with a sign that read "Angels awaiting l’amour orphanage” and I a dit "I don't think I'm going to need toi guys to go inside with me; so just wait out here in the car. I'll come get toi if I need toi for anything." They both a dit in unison "okay Michael; we'll be here!" I got out of the car and couldn't help but look at how pathetic the state of this orphanage was. All the herbe was practically dead and the toys looked like they were purchased 35 years ago!

I knocked on the door and a woman answered it. She looked to be about 40 years old and has red curly hair that goes down to her shoulders. She was stunned as she a dit "oh my God; you're Michael Jackson!" I smiled and a dit "yes I am." She asked "why are toi here if toi don't mind me asking?" I responded "oh; I'm not able to leave to go back to California until tomorrow and I thought it would be a good idea to visit an orphanage. May I come in?" She a dit "of course toi can Mr. Jackson; my name is Rosemary." I shook her hand and a dit "nice to meet you; toi can call me Michael!"

I followed her inside and saw a whole bunch of older children playing board games. I knelt down in front of them and one of them a dit "you're Michael Jackson!" I gave each of them a coloring book and crayons as I a dit "yes I am; it's nice to meet you! I signed each of their coloring livres and stood back up. I suggested "I would l’amour for toi to give me a tour!" Rosemary a dit "sure thing Michael; anything for you!"

The two of us went upstairs and passed par five empty bedrooms with four beds inside each of them. I asked "where are the other children?" She a dit "the four children downstairs are the only ones that haven't been adopted yet. There is one plus child; but he's really shy and I don't think you'll be seeing him today. I can try to find out where he is." I followed her into the last bedroom at the end of the hallway and she a dit "well; he must be hiding." I a dit "okay then; if he's shy I don't want to frighten him par being in here.

The seconde I a dit those words a toddler came up to me and reached for me to pick him up. I lifted him up into my arms and a dit "hi there!" Rosemary's mouth dropped open and she a dit "wow; I can't believe he let toi pick him up! I can't believe he wanted toi to pick him up! He normally doesn't want anything to do with me because I think his mother had a negative effect on him. He's terrified of all females. We've never really had a man come here before unless he is the father of a child that is going to be adopted from the orphanage." I asked "what's his name?" She a dit "his name is Christian." I asked "how old is he?" She a dit "he's two and a half as of last week." I a dit "you're a cutie!"

I went to put him down on the ground; but he didn't want to let go. I picked him back up and a dit "I guess I can hold toi for a few plus minutes!" He rested his head on my shoulder and Rosemary a dit "he's been at the orphanage for a mois now and I can honestly say that I've never seen him like this before! I've been having such a hard time finding him a foster accueil because of how shy he is and his fear of women! The only option I have right now is to keep him here with the older children and hope that his mother puts her life back on track within the suivant two months; so she can have custody of him again."

She looked at me as I walked back and forth with him in my arms and patted his back. She had a suspicious gleam in her eye and I asked "what?" She excitedly asked "will toi take him back to the states with you; just until I can find him a home?" I was hesitant at first and a dit "I've never really looked after a child before." She a dit "but you're so good with him Michael; please? Maybe a little time in a accueil setting will break him out of his shyness! He's also terrified of pretty much anything. The other children take up a lot of my time and I won't be able to give him the attention that he needs!"

I looked down at him as he stared at me with his deep brown eyes and a dit "alright; toi got me! I'll foster him until toi can find him a home." Rosemary a dit "thank you, thank you, thank toi Michael! I'll go get the paperwork and then toi can take him with you! She came back into the room with a HUGE stack of paper and a dit "all toi have to do is fill this stuff out and then toi can leave." My eyes widened and I sighed as I a dit "this is going to take a while!!!"

I sat there for over an heure and a half filling out the paperwork and Christian was on my lap the entire time; patiently observing what I was doing. When I finally reached the last page, Rosemary a dit "just sign your name on that dotted line and you're done!" I scribbled my signature at the bottom of the page and passed the pile of papers back to her. I stood up with Christian in my arms and Rosemary a dit "thank toi so much Michael! I'll start looking for potential adoptive families immediately!" She hugged me and I a dit "no problem; the two of us will have fun together!" Rosemary stroked Christian’s head and a dit "you be good for Michael okay!"

I walked out to the car with Christian in my arms and I could tell my bodyguards were not amused. I got into the back siège and buckled Christian onto my lap because there wasn't a car siège for him. Tim asked "who's this Michael?" I responded "this is Christian! I'm going to foster him until the woman who owns the orphanage can find him an adequate home." Both Tim and James had worried expressions on their faces and I a dit "I'd like to go back to the hotel now; if toi don't mind." James started the car and the ride back to the hotel was awkwardly silent.

As we pulled up in front of the hotel, a gigantic crowd of fans was waiting to greet me and I didn't know how Christian was going to react to them. I hid his face inside my veste and Tim practically had to drag me through the crowd because the fans were being so pushy. Thankfully, I rented out the whole seconde floor of the hotel so I wouldn't get interrupted par fans and we snuck into the elevator before anyone noticed us. I looked at Christian and he looked at me as he started to shake. He started crying and I felt terrible that he was so scared. I a dit "it's okay buddy!!! We're sûr, sans danger now!"

We made it up to the hotel rooms and I took Christian into my master suite while the bodyguards went to their room suivant door. As I walked into the room, my manager Frank was sitting there and a dit "hi Michael; who is this?" I a dit "this is Christian; I met him at the orphanage and I'm going to foster him until he's matched with a family." Frank whispered "are toi crazy Michael? What were toi thinking?" I kind of expected that kind of reaction from Frank and asked "can we talk about this later tonight; after he goes to bed? I just don't want to end up arguing in front of him because he's been through a lot and I don't think that would be good for him!" Frank walked out of the room and a dit "fine Michael; but this isn't over!"

I shut the door behind him and looked at Christian who was still sobbing in my arms. I a dit sympathetically "it's okay; we don't have to worry about those loud fans anymore!" I went over to the cuisine area and asked "would toi like some juice?" He just looked at me and didn't say a thing. I a dit "I'll take that as a yes then!" I took some pomme jus, jus de out of the fridge and poured it into a glass. I set the glass down on the table, tableau and tried to sit Christian in a chair; but he still didn't want to let go of me. I sat down in the chair with him on my lap as he struggled to pick up the glass. I picked it up for him and let him take a sip from it as I a dit "there toi go little guy!"

I asked "what do toi want to do?" He didn't say anything again and I asked "you don't talk much do you?" I took him over to the canapé and a dit "I bet you'd like to watch cartoons!" I turned the TV on and put it on "Tom and Jerry." He was perfectly content watching dessins animés on my lap; but I don't think he was used to having someone who would give him their full attention. I laughed at the different scenes in the dessins animés and looked down as Christian started playing with my fingers. I smiled as I asked "are toi having fun?" He immediately stopped and I a dit "that's okay; it doesn't bother me!" I gripped his tiny little hands in mine and he leaned his head on my shoulder.

After about two hours of watching cartoons, I a dit "uh – oh; I think it's time for me to learn how to change a diaper." I went suivant door to the hotel room and asked Tim "will toi run to the store and get some things for me?" He a dit "yeah Michael; what do toi need?" I a dit "sippy cups, diapers, wipes, a few pairs of pajamas for toddler boys, and an outfit for him to wear tomorrow." James walked over suivant to Tim and a dit "we'll do our best Michael; be right back!"

15 minutes later, they came and knocked on the door to my hotel room. I let them inside and they put the bags on the couch. I a dit "thank toi guys! toi can take the rest of the night off because I'm not going anywhere!" Tim a dit "thank toi Michael; James and I are going to go to the bar downtown if toi need us." I chuckled and a dit "don't have too much fun toi guys!" James laughed and a dit "you know we will Michael" as he shut the door behind him.

I grabbed a few things out of the shopping bags and asked "are toi ready for this?" Christian of course didn't say anything as he looked at me and just blinked his eyes. Thank God Christian is such an easy going kid because that diaper change must've taken me 20 minutes to do. I reached into one of the bags and pulled out two different pairs of pajamas. One racecar themed and one feu truck themed. I held them both up in front of him and asked "which one do toi want to wear buddy?" He stared at both of them and didn't say a thing. I asked excitedly "race cars ou firetrucks?" I still didn't get an answer; so I a dit "I don't know about toi but I like the firetrucks!"

After I had gotten him dressed, we went out into the living room area and I a dit "you must be hungry! I suppose I should order toi some nourriture from room service." I grabbed the menu off the coffee table, tableau and a dit "let's see; what do two-year-olds like to eat?" I ordered him some macaroni and cheese and waited for it to be brought up to the room. As I was about to give the waiter a tip, he asked "actually Michael; can I get your autograph instead?" I grabbed a piece of paper from off of the bureau and quickly scribbled my name onto it. I passed it to him and a dit "thanks for bringing our nourriture up here!" He a dit "anytime Michael" and shut the door as he left the room.

I brought the nourriture to the table, tableau with my other arm because Christian still wouldn't let me put him down and asked "are toi ready to eat?" He shook his head yes and I was surprised that he actually kind of responded to me that time. I fed him a bite and asked "is it good?" Christian was back to giving me the silent treatment; but I didn't mind because I know he's probably been through a lot; even though I really don't know anything about his past yet.

When he was finished eating, he yawned and I asked "is someone getting sleepy?" He rubbed his eyes as I carried him into the bedroom and covered him up with the blankets. I turned the TV on and put on cartoons. I moved away from the lit to shut off the light and Christian started screaming. I turned the light back on and asked "what's wrong? Do toi want me to keep the light on?" He reached his arms out for me to grab him and I knelt down suivant to the bed. I gave him a hug and a dit "I have to go back out there for a little while; but I'll be back!" I tried getting up again and walking out of the room; but he started to cry. I a dit "alright; I guess Frank is going to have to wait until tomorrow to talk to me!" I climbed into the lit and the seconde his head hit the oreiller he was asleep.

***

I opened my eyes and noticed that the sun was just starting to come up. I looked at the clock on the nightstand and it was only 6 AM. I got out of lit because there was no use in falling back asleep since we have to be at the airport in four hours. I looked over at Christian and he was still fast asleep; so I went over to Frank's hotel room. I knocked on the door and he was already wide awake when he answered it. He invited me inside and I a dit "you wanted to talk to me." He gestured for me to sit down in the chair across from him and he asked "what were toi thinking Michael?" I a dit "you should've seen that orphanage Frank! Christian is so much younger than the other children that are there." Frank a dit "I don't care Michael; this is one of those times when toi should've just walked away!" I a dit "he's the sweetest little boy in the world Frank! I couldn't leave him there to run away and hide all day! It's only temporary; I just want him to be matched with a family!" Frank a dit "you just turned 29 years old last mois Michael! toi should be enjoying the best years of your life; instead of looking after a two-year-old for God only knows how long!!!"

I stood up from the chair I was sitting in and a dit "to be completely honest Frank, you're being ridiculous right now! It's not like me being a foster parent is going to affect toi in any way! He'll probably have a family before my break is over! You're just going to have to get over it because he's not going back to the orphanage now!" Frank rolled his eyes and a dit "I hope toi know what you're doing Michael!" I a dit "just let it go Frank!"

I walked back to my hotel suite and into the bedroom to check on Christian. He opened his eyes and I a dit "good morning; did toi sleep okay?" He reached his arms out for me to pick him up and I lifted him into my arms. I a dit "we're going to ride on an airplane today! We have to eat breakfast so we're not late for our flight."

After making sure he was fed, changed, and dressed in daytime clothes, we had to run to catch a flight. When we made it to the airport, I was worried because there was a huge crowd of fans waiting outside to catch a glimpse of me. I picked up Christian and a dit "don't be scared buddy!" I felt so awful because there were also photographers outside trying to get pictures of me and the flash was bothering Christian's eyes. My veste helped a little bit; but not enough to lessen his fear.

I rented a private jet to take us back to California because of how shy Christian is and it was a 23 heure flight. Frank, James, Tim, Christian, and I boarded the plane. I was surprised that Christian wasn't afraid of the airplane and I think that was because he didn't know that we were in the air. He didn't even cry the entire flight and I can't believe how calm he was!

.***
When we finally landed, it was already the suivant afternoon and we were just waking up. I picked Christian up and he yawned. We snuck out of a hidden passageway that led to the parking garage. I was glad that we wouldn't have to bring Christian out in front of another group of fans because I don't want to make him feel terrified to go anywhere with me. We got into the car and I a dit "I can't wait for toi to see my home! I think you're going to l’amour it!"

We drove back to Neverland ranch and I dismissed my bodyguards because they are due for a vacation. They won't be coming back until my break is over because they’ve been with me for the past six months while I've been on tour. I walked inside the main house and was greeted par my gardener Justin. He asked "is this the little guy toi were telling me about yesterday when toi called me to check in?" I chuckled and a dit "he sure is!" Justin looked at Christian and a dit "Mike's a cool guy; isn't he?" Christian hid his face in my shoulder and I a dit "he's extremely shy! It'll probably take him a while to be comfortable enough with all of us! I still haven't heard him talk yet!"

I wanted to montrer Christian the backyard; so I carried him outside. I walked over to the amusement park rides and a dit "you're a bit too young to ride these; but they're really fun!" I walked over to the zoo area and up to the fenced in enclosure where the giraffes were. Christian took one look at them and was terrified. I had totally forgotten that Rosemary had a dit that Christian is terrified of almost anything. I a dit sympathetically "oh; it's okay buddy! They aren't mean; they won't do anything to you!"

I took him inside because I don't think he wanted to see any plus animaux and I a dit "we're going to have to go to the toy store tomorrow so toi have some age-appropriate toys to play with." For a few minutes I was able to put him down and I came back downstairs with a teddy ours that I had found. I knelt down in front of him and a dit "look what I found!" He took it from me and walked up to give me a hug. I a dit "you're such a sweet little guy!"

Someone knocked on the door and I noticed that it was my mother; so I didn't think twice about letting her in. She a dit excitedly "I'm so happy you're accueil Michael! I've missed toi so much!" I hugged her and a dit "I missed toi too mother! I have someone that I want toi to meet!" She followed me into the living room and I a dit "mother; this is Christian!" She a dit "hi there Christian!" Christian immediately ran out of the room and I didn't know where he was going to go because I haven't shown him around the inside of the house yet. I knew there wasn't far for him to go because my bedroom was at the end of the hallway.

Mother asked "why is he here Michael?" I a dit "I visited and orphanage a couple of days il y a while I was in Londres and saw him there. He was the only young child there and the owner of the orphanage told me that he's painfully shy. She was amazed when he came up to me and wanted me to pick him up. He didn't want to let go of me and she begged me to foster him until she can find him a home. Obviously I agreed to do so and I guess it's going to be just him and me for a few months!" Mother didn't look happy at all and a dit "I don't know about this Michael! Are toi sure toi can handle this? toi have to remember that you're a 29-year-old man without a wife ou girlfriend to help you! You've never even babysat any children before! Do toi even know how to change a diaper?" I a dit "yes mother; it took me forever the first few times. I've gotten the hang of it par now though! Have a little faith in me mother! I may be 29 and Hollywood's most eligible bachelor; but I'm not clueless! I should probably go see where he is and I don't think he's going to come back out here if you're here because he has a terrible fear of women!" She a dit "okay; I'll give the benefit of the doubt with this foster parent thing. I'm just glad it's only temporary because I don't think you're ready for any of this! toi should find yourself a nice wife and settle down Michael! I've always wanted that for you!"

She hugged me and I a dit "I l’amour toi mother" as she walked out the door. I walked down the hallway and into my bedroom. I looked around for Christian and started to get worried because I couldn't find him! As I walked past bed, I saw tiny feet sticking out from underneath it. I crawled underneath the lit and a dit "there toi are! What are toi doing under here silly goose?" He blinked his eyes at me and I a dit "it's dirty under here. It's getting dark; let's get toi something to eat."

I playfully pulled him out from underneath the lit par his feet and he started laughing. I asked "what's so funny?" I sat down on the floor and smiled as I asked "your feet aren't ticklish; are they?" I think he knew that I was going to tickle him because he covered his feet with his hands. I a dit "I can still tickle them!" I tickled his feet and he started hysterically laughing. I laughed and teased "ha- ha; I know you're ticklish!" I jokingly a dit "I know you're ticklish; you're in trouble now!"

The seconde I a dit that, his look of laughter turned to fear and he ran to the corner of the room. I walked up to him to see what was wrong and when I knelt down to his level he flinched! I whispered "what the matter? You're not really in trouble; I was just joking." I picked him up and he was shaking. I a dit "it's okay buddy! toi don't have to worry about me! I don't have a mean bone in my body! What do toi say I get toi something toi eat?"

I took him into the cuisine and realized that I didn't have anything that I could make him that wouldn't take hours to cook. I looked in the freezer and a dit "it's probably not the best idea; but I have some ice cream!" He gave me a confused look and I knew exactly what he was thinking! "Is he really going to let me have ice cream for dinner?" I brought him over to the table, tableau and passed him a bowl of ice cream.

I think I officially won him over with the ice cream for dîner thing! I still don't think he can believe that he actually had ice cream for dinner. After he was done eating, I a dit "maybe I should give toi a bath!" I picked him up and brought him upstairs. He seemed a little disappointed that I didn't have anything for him to play with. I a dit "hey; wait a second!" I ran to my bedroom and came back with a small "super soaker" water gun. Let's just say the entire bathroom was covered with water par the time he was ready to go to bed!

We went into my bedroom because I obviously didn't have a room set up for him. I turned the TV on and put him under the covers. I a dit "good night Christian." He responded "night Mike!" I smiled because I couldn't believe that he actually a dit something to me! I hope my mother's right! I hope I can handle this!