Pamela's Secrete

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"GAIL!" I screamed as I walked in the front door. 

"ALICE!" she screamed back. "what do you want?"

"I want to find out who killed my family and make them pay," I said.

"Okay, how long ago was it?" she asked.

"Ten years ago," I told her.

"This should be interesting. Last name of your family," she questioned. 

"Baldhild"

"I'll start my search. I'll fly over to Germany and be in a couple of days. Be careful," she told me and then flew off. 

A few hours later I went over to Pamela's house to see if she was home. She was so I knocked.

"Hey sweetie," she said when she opened the door.

"Hey, you left earlier so I just left," I said to her.

"I figured. I had to go to work. Did you give the information to your country?" she asked me.

"No baby, I figured I'd sit on that for a while. I don't want anything to happen to you," I told her wrapping my arms around her.

"Please come in," she said smiling. 

I walked in and saw a little girl sitting on the couch. I looked back at Pamela and then the kid. The little girl went up to Pamela.

"Mommy, can I have some ice cream?" she asked her.

I looked at her with my jaw dropped. She has a kid that can't be older than 3. That was something I was not expecting. Maybe I should just walk away now. I can let her go with out hurting now. I don't want to hurt her and I don't want to hurt but this kid thing kind of scares me.

"Maybe we should talk," Pamela finally said looking at my facial expression.

"Yeah, I think we should," I responded.

We headed up to her room. I sat down on her bed and she sat on my lap. I wrapped my arms around her waist.

"You know I love you. I can see if you are scared. I was going to tell you about my little girl but we kind of fell asleep last night. If you don't want to be involved I understand. You can leave. I just want you to know I love you and I trust you not to hurt her or me. This is all up to you," she said.

"What's her name," I said after a few minutes of silent holding her.

"Dora."

"How would you introduce me to her?" I questioned.

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