My Mother's Secret - A Sequel To The Summer of 1993

In The Meantime

I went back to work. I cried a lot but I went back to work, but it kept my mind off the dna test. It was nice to be back and Sam brought the baby in a few times. "Good Lord, do you know who he reminds me of?" Tera asked. I shook my head, "Johnny Depp." My mom was pretty and all but she could never get that close to him.   I was not sure, but I was going to find out.   I was glad to be back to work, even though I missed Bobby.  The days were so dreary and depressing.  They were cold, but I would miss summer for sure.  It was only national holidays for me.  The office was great ans understanding about having to empty the boobs.  I was so lucky.  I did get one Friday off, my postpartum appointment.  I got the green light to have sex.  I laughed.  It hurt so much and I was still sore, so I really wasn't into that.  

   One thing I did enjoy was lunch with my mom.  Joe and her boss scheduled our lunches together, and we went to the soda fountain and city cafe a lot.   We talked of when I was a newborn and how her parents helped.   "For someone so against me having a baby, they sure loved you and still do," She said.  They weee eighty and frail.  As long as that dna tester wasn't brought up, our conversations flowed.  One day we went to see dad,  I didn't dare say a thing there and as usual, he was standing around talking.   He didn't work much, but Jude Macaulay, was his neighborhood friend and knew this was one of his last chances to make an income.  So, 10-3, he made hotdogs every day.  When my mom married my dad, he was a top Arby's manager, but over the years he declined and disappointed and she felt she could do no better.   So she stayed with him and cheated.... He knew.   He knew about the prosecutor.  I was going to school and dad asked me. The day he found out and he was so crushed, he still stayed because mom was his caregiver of sorts.  She put a roof over his head, fed him, paid his bills, and worked hard to make sure we had the things we needed.   I don't think she was ever happy.  She confided in me more than she did Jackie because that was her dad.   Plus, Jackie would get upset.   Sometimes he told me, "You know, you are pretty smart and I am proud of you, even though you are not blood."  That hurt. 

    I went to work, tired to made five to nine a good time for our family and every Saturday count, but I was tired.  Bobby didn't understand and he cried at night for a few hours and I had to wake up and nurse him.   Then Sam went back to work.   Bobby went to Bethlehem Blessings Daycare.   It was a good place, but the guilt of taking him there.   I would check my email,for the results, but that was a few weeks off. 

     It was going to be eye opening.