Author's Note~ Sorry another short chapter, but I felt like that was a good place to end.
We got off the flight and were now heading to were we would be staying for the next few years. Me and mom weren't talking much and for the most part, I was looking outside at the plain of green grass, with the occasional cows.
"So," my mom said beside me, pulling me out of thinking. "Whats his name?"
I suddenly got nervous and I'm not sure why. I felt like I shouldn't tell her. That there was some secret that I was about to tell, that I didn't even know was a secret.
But she my mom. There's never really been any secrets between us. With the exception of a few things.
"David," I said, feeling like it was a cuss word. "David Wilson"
My mom suddenly stopped the car in the middle of the road, not seeming to care if another car came and her eyes widened.
"David?" she said her voice a little shaky."What did he look like?"
After I was found, not only did she not want to know his name, she didn't want to see him.
"Um, he had dark brown hair, some stubble, and he's muscular." I said
She mummer cuss words."I knew I should have sent him to jail" I barely heard her say.
"What?" I say
She looked at me. "I'm sorry I kept him from you. He might not have done this to you if I just stayed with him" She said
"Mom, what are you talking about?" I said, starting to get more nervous than I was.
"Cara, David is your father"
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Teen FictionCara never knew her father. Her mother never talked about him. Cara and her father finally meet, but under what kind of conditions? Did I mention she's a lesbian? (This is on hold until August 12th)
