Trappers 2: The truth

Chapter 30

Weeks later

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KJ POV

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I'm ready to go home. I miss my mom and dad. I miss my brother and sister. Why does she always have to ruin everything? I finally got a mom and dad. People who love me and she can't stand to see me or anybody else happy.

"KJ," the lady who took me from my mommy showed up. "Come on. Time to go."

"Where?"

"To see your mom." She's always calling her my mom. Maria's more of a mom than she ever was.

"She's not my mom. Where's my real mommy?" She didn't answer me. She waited for me to get my stuff and took me to a car.

"Is your mom a good mom? The other one?"

"Yes." Maria wasn't my mom for long but ever since I knew her she was nice. She bought me toys whenever me and Santi wanted to do something different. One time she took us to the construction site of her restaurant. It was fun and she gave us hard hats. "She doesn't yell, or hit, or throw things. She says I'm smart and that she loves me."

"Your other mommy isn't like that?"

"Asiaa's not my mom. Moms don't call their sons names because their daddy doesn't love them. Moms don't lock them in closets and burn them for being hungry or tired. Sons aren't supposed to be scared of their mom." She was quiet and we didn't talk again. We pulled up in front of this big building. We walked inside and there were a lot of people in business suits walking around. We went up a bunch of stairs and into a big room with a table. "Mommy!" I ran to her.

"Baby!" she hugged and kissed all over my face. She started talking fast Spanish.

"Mommy I can't speak Spanish." She smiled and kissed me again. "I missed you a lot."

"I missed you too hijo."

Social worker POV

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I've worked with many cases and many children but nothing like KJ. I knew he was different. He's the only kid who didn't cry when I took him. I spent a lot of time on this case because something didn't feel right. This Asiaa woman's actions didn't seem genuine but everything became clearer just days ago.

~Flashback~

"This came in for you," one of my colleagues passed me a folder. I have so much paper work it's crazy. What other things can they be giving me.

I flipped through it and could not believe my eyes. And to think I could've made the biggest mistake of my life. I need to right this wrong right now. I made calls and worked late that night.

~Flashback over~

I watched them hug each other like that's always been his mother. I can't believe I took him out of a good home. Safe. With kids his age. This is the hardest part of the job. Not knowing if you're the good guy or bad guy. This kid didn't have peace until his father and mother took him from that woman. I cleared my throat. They looked up at me. "I'm dropping the case against you guys and returning KJ into your care."

"Why?" I handed her the folder. "What's this?"

"Something that should help with both cases. I'm sorry for putting you through this." I waved and left. Sometimes it's so hard to do this job but it's moments like these that make what I do worth it.

Dallas POV

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It's finally my trial day. I've been sitting in this prison for about two months now. I haven't been able to see or talk to my kids. That's only because I don't want them seeing me sitting behind bars. I miss the hell out of them. I hope they're okay. "You ready?" my lawyer asked me.