SAM COLE P. I. PART 17 — The Writers Desk

 

Although Sam most likely looking at her mother she was ill at ease. Janet was crying and saying she couldn’t believe all of it. “I know everything in this document matches my birth and parents Janet but we have to be absolutely sure”.

“We can always ask your parents. Surely they will know”.

“My parents were killed in an auto accident when I was about ten months old. I spent my childhood in the system. Did you know about that Janet, did Ben know and didn’t tell you. There are many questions to be answered. Did you know”?

“No! If I had known I would have come and got you. I don’t think Ben knew either. Was it on the news or in the newspaper”?

“It wasn’t a headline story but it was in the newspaper, I don’t know if it was on television, I was only an infant” Janet got up and went over to Sam she hugged her.

“I am so sorry. I thought you were going to have a good life with parents that loved you and would care for you. It was the hardest thing I ever had to do, and to find out now that you had such a terrible childhood. I am sorry Sam, I am so sorry. I can tell you this now that we know, when I first met you, you did remind me of my mother but it didn’t dawn on me. I thought it was just a coincidence”.

“I still have to find your husband Janet and knowing that he works for the government is going to make it more difficult. I have a couple of agents I know and I can ask around but this only makes matters more difficult. Let’s just take a deep breath and concentrate on finding Ben. I have an appointment tonight but I will call you tomorrow. I want to make copies of all of the documents and see if I can find that warehouse in one of the names on the passports”. Janet was just sitting there staring at Sam.

“I can’t believe this I just can’t”.

“Lets not jump the gun here Janet, we will have a DNA test done tomorrow. It will take a couple of weeks but if it comes back that you are my mother then we can talk again about all that. Right now I have to concentrate on finding your husband”.

“Do you hate me Sam”?

“No, why would I hate you. You were only a kid. I have been looking for my mother for many years and I want to be absolutely sure”.

“I understand Sam, please don’t hate me, please”.

“I don’t Janet, I have to go and I am going to take all of this with me and make copies in the morning at my office. Meet me there at eleven tomorrow morning okay”?

“Yes, yes of course Sam, I’ll be there”. She helped same put the information back in the envelopes and Sam left.

via SAM COLE P. I. PART 17 — The Writers Desk

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