Samantha's Secret Revealed
NOTE: I DO NOT OWN THE FOLLOWING CHARACTERS:CARRIE BRADSHAW, MIRANDA HOBES, SAMANTHA JONES, AND CHARLOTTE.
Ding, dong! Ding, dong! "I'm coming, I'm coming, hold your fucking horses already!" yelled Samantha Jones, tying her bathrobe over her pajama. She opens the door. There was a man and a little girl behind him. The man gave her a letter and left the little girl and Samantha standing at the doorstep. For the second time in her life she was nervous. She had a good feeling that the little girl may be. To confirm her suspicions, she read the letter. The letter read:
Dear Ms. Samantha Jones
Mr. Brandon Simon left your and his daughter at the Child Services sensing that he was in danger. He was indeed in danger, when an employee shot him on last week. He asked that his daughter would be taken to you. He enclosed a note. We apologize for this inconvenience and if you have any questions be free to contact Mr. William Monders at 215-000-0000. Thank you and I hope you enjoy your reunion with your daughter Susanna Julianne Jones-Simon.
Sincerely,
William Monders
Philadelphia, Pennsylvania Child Services
Samantha stared at the little girl, her daughter Susanna. She remembered her boyfriend Brandon. He seemed to always get in trouble with the law until Susanna was born. Samantha wanted to keep a good reputation as a career woman and left her boyfriend and her daughter. She calculated the age of her daughter. Susanna is three years old. Samantha Jones never told her friends about her pregnancy, instead she lied to them about going to a business trip in the Bahamas since her sixth month. Samantha gave birth to Susanna in Philadelphia, the same place where she met Brandon. Brandon was a nice guy and they had good sex together. In fact, he was the one who insisted that Samantha would not abort the baby. She looked at Susanna one more time. The little girl moved a few paces forward and stared at Samantha with her big blue eyes. Susanna had black hair in braids; a blue eyes like her mother's, and was wearing overalls over a t-shirt. Samantha then decided to read the note from her ex-boyfriend. It read:
Samantha,
I am no longer able to care for our daughter, Susanna Julianne Jones-Simon. She is currently five years old and if you forgot she was born on December 1, 2003. I am in danger. I sent Suzie to the Child Services in Philadelphia in hopes of finding you. She is safe with you. She is a very good girl and I hope you provide her with more love than you left her with. Look into her eyes and you will see what I mean. Care for her, love her, and cherish your every moment with her. I cannot force you to love her, since you never wanted her, however, I ask that you be kind to her. She is a very smart girl and sometimes reminds me of you. I hope you understand my circumstances, and hopefully, one day she can return to our home in Pennsylvania. If you fall in love with her as I did the way I found out about her existence, then I will proudly allow her to stay over your place for three times a week. I am glad you left before I gave you the papers to sign to grant me full custody. I hope everything will be great between you. Give her lots of hugs and kisses for me and remind to tell her that I love her.
Your ex-boyfriend,
Brandon Simon.
Samantha looked up at her daughter who continued to stare at her with her big blue eyes. Finally she asked, "Are you my mommy?" Samantha smiled and bent on her knees to reach Suzie's height. "Yes, I am." "Come in, don't stand in the hallway, you're my daughter and you shall sit in the living room, while I make a phone call. In the meantime, would you like anything to eat, drink, and you know you can turn on the TV to watch a show." "May I ask you a question?" asked Suzie. "Yes, you may", replied Samantha. "What happened to you all these years?" Samantha stared at her daughter. How can she explain to a three-year-old girl the truth? She finally came up with a lie. "You see, Mommy had to work and she did not have enough money to care for you, so Daddy told Mommy that he would take care and love their Suzie very much." Suzie begins to cry. "Daddy! Daddy!" Samantha looks at her daughter sympathetically. "Sweetie, don't cry, he's in a good place now." She hugs her daughter and for the first time Samantha feels some love for her daughter.
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