Promise

Prologue

I dropped Violet by a house made of old raged bricks chipped along the bottom of the house, the door was thickly white and was built as if it was a little cottage that (no-one would find). Surrounding the cottage was dancing trees sparkling in the wind next to fresh fruits and vegetables lusciously extending in the brake of sun light. There was rumour that a beautiful couple lived wishing for a baby. Once I had left the baby stranded I did not dare to look back but I did listen for her weeping for me. She was the poor angel girl I had left to be hidden. I knew what I had signed up for, and I knew it was my duty to leave her in a family but my heart sank at the sight of dropping her at the door, leaving the poor angel to weep of sadness. I remember that night very clearly as if it was my own birth. I think of the strange feeling I got inside when I left, walked off and having that shadowy feeling like someone had followed me. If I only had listened to my thoughts I wouldn't have left the angel girl alone with nobody to come back to her when she turned 16.