Abandoned by Patricia H. Rushford

Abandoned by Patricia H. Rushford

Author:Patricia H. Rushford
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Blackstone Publishing
Published: 2015-10-01T18:36:05+00:00


Jennie winced. “I’m not sure trying to find your birth mother is a good idea, Annie.”

“Maybe not, but I need to know what happened and why she couldn’t keep me. Mom and Dad said she was probably young and couldn’t take care of me. I need to know what she’s like—I want to know who I am and where I came from. Shawn thinks I’m crazy, but I feel like it’s something I have to do.”

“You’re not crazy—it’s just not a good plan. I really doubt she will want to be found. She’s still wanted by the police.”

“I know, but I have to try. I’m not who I thought I was. Please, Jennie, will you help me?”

“Have you told your parents? Seems like they’re in a better position to find out than I am. After all, your dad was there when they brought you into the hospital.”

“No—and don’t you tell them. It would just upset them.”

“I don’t know. I’ll have to think about it.”

“They gave me an album. It has newspaper articles in it and Mom’s journal about me. I don’t know if it will be much help.”

Jennie drew in a deep breath. “I guess it wouldn’t hurt to look at it. If the police had any clues, though, I’m sure they would have found her.”

“Jennie,” DeeDee called from across the pool. “You’re up for the 500—see if you can better your record.”

“Coming.” Turning back to Lisa and Annie she said, “We’ll talk later.”

At six-thirty, Jennie dragged herself from the car to the house. She’d managed a decent performance at swim practice but couldn’t seem to clock as good a time as she had before. Her mind weighed heavily with Annie and her request: After practice she’d taken Lisa home and promised to call Annie later. She didn’t have a good feeling about it. But then, what else was new?

Mom set a bowl of salad on the kitchen table as Jennie came in. There was only one setting at the table.

“Where’s Dad?”

“He came home for an early dinner, then went back to work.” A fleeting look of worry crossed her face.

“Did he say why?” Jennie climbed onto the stool at the bar.

She shook her head. “No, but I’m sure it has something to do with the murder investigation he’s been working so hard on. He’s getting a lot of pressure to find this serial killer before he strikes again.”

Jennie gave her a hug and inhaled the spicy aroma of whatever Mom had been cooking. “Smells good. What is it?”

“You’re favorite—spaghetti with meat sauce.”

“Mommy,” Nick called from upstairs. “I’m done with my bath.”

Mom pulled a plate out of the cupboard. “Would you be a dear and get Nick out of the tub and into his pajamas? I’ll dish up the rest of your dinner.”

“Sure.” Jennie sauntered out of the kitchen, through the dining room and entry, then took the stairs two at a time. It felt good to see Mom happy and healthy again. Well, mostly happy. She was worried about Dad—Jennie was too.


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