Chapter 12

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by TinaLuvsPurdy

by TinaLuvsPurdy

Later that day, after Cassidee and myself had eaten lunch, I decided to search for the whereabouts of Cassidee's mother. I sat down on the couch and pulled up Facebook, typing the name Samantha Esperzino in the search box. There were very few results and most of them were older women, probably in their forties and fifties.

I sighed and erased the name Samantha Esperzino and replaced it with Sammy Esperzino. Bingo! Her profile was the first one on the list. I clicked on her profile picture and searched around, reading her status updates, to see if any were recent or not. She had black hair, a pale skin tone, and had hazel-colored eyes. How come I don't remember her if I did sleep with her? I scrolled further down her page and noticed a very suspicious status.

Sammy:

I cannot believe they're making me do this, but it's the best for her. Stay strong baby girl, Mommy loves you.

What was she talking about? Who are ''they'' and what are they making her do?! I know she's talking about Cassidee because she said the ''baby girl.'' Did this status have to do with her abandoning her daughter? I clicked on the send message option and started typing away.

Sammy, This is Chris and you left your, well, our daughter on my hotel doorstep a few weeks ago. Please message me back ASAP so we can talk about this. It's urgent. A few seconds later, she replied.

This isn't Sammy. This is her sister Hanna. I'm looking over her account while she's away.

Away? What do you mean away? Where is she, I need to talk to her.

She's at the Wernersville State Hospital.

State hospital!? Isn't that a hospital for mental patients?! What in the world was she doing there?

She's in a mental hospital? Is she allowed visitors there?

Samantha doesn't get many visitors, but if you want to talk to her, I'll give her the address. I sighed out of relief and waited for her sister to type the address. I looked over the address and noticed the hospital wasn't that far away, only an hour away from Scranton.

Thank you. Thank you so much, I appreciate this. I signed off and sat there, pondering why Cassidee's mother was sent to a mental hospital.

''What the fuck.'' I said out loud.

''Hey! No swearing Mr. That's a quarter in the swear jar!" Cassidee pointed at me.

''Then I'm going to have to start stocking up on quarters then.'' I laughed. "Cassidee? Did your mother seem ok to you?"

''What do you mean?"

''Did she cry a lot?"

''Only after William hurt her.'' Maybe the current boyfriend caused her to have a breakdown?

''Cassidee, go upstairs, please. Daddy has to make a few phone calls.''