A month later..
She was infront of a small house, with a garden full of different flowers, in the corner under the lone tree, there was a young boy of eight years playing with a soccer ball.
She walked to the boy, the ressemblance was there, she knew it, there was no way she will be wrong after a whole month of searching in the big city hospitals' records, she worked day and night reading and rereading, putting things in order and getting informations from every single maids that worked under the devil for the past twenty years.
She was about to reach the child when the front door opened and out came a young woman no older than twenty five, a stunning blonde with beauty like no other.
She called the child, Eddie, and told him to go watch cartoon.
With the boy out of sight and hearing range, she turned to the lawyer and questioned her identity.
'I am Amanda Smith, you must be Sofia, right?'
'Yes, but what business do you have here?'
'I used to be mister Jackson's lawyer.'
She ignored the emotions swimming in the blue eyes of her last resort, the way she fisted her hands, and continued 'Do not worry, I know what you have been through, I already met Denty and Ora'.
Sofia was about to close the door but Amanda was quick to move and she blocked her saying she did not come to threaten her and that she wanted to bring justice to lots of people who were destroyed by the man she used to work for.
The two women had a long discussion in the kitchen, and Amanda found her desire to take down that terrible guy and put him behind the bars growing stronger with each tear Sofia shed.
At first she thought there was the abhorrent raping and killing of Annie, some illegal acts and that is it, but no, the guy was a psycopath, a murderer, a married man who raped dozens of young women, that worked as maids in his home.
Sofia for instance, was a babysitter no older than eighteen years when he raped her one night while his wife was out meeting some of her also rich, high society friends.
The girl was so ashamed, she did not tell anybody, she left her job thinking she will never see the gruesome man again, only to find out she was pregnant with his son, two months later.
She did not tell him, but he seemed to be tracking her, a threat to kill her son once born and a full case of money, she found herself, at the age of eighteen a mom, who did not choose the father of her child.
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Healing Hearts
Short Story'Rain and let the drops wash away the hurt' in which a woman faces the sadness of losing her baby.