354 My eyes were glued on the clock over our dining room table in the loving foster home of Cullen and Martha Adair. This was the day that I had anticipated for two months as I packed my bag ready to go. Two months can be an eternity oAlready a subscriber? Log in here Keep reading this story for free. Sign up for a free account to continue reading and get access to the Minden Press-Herald newsletter. Email Password Or, subscribe for unlimited access