Beth was never sure why she loved this song so much. Every time it would play on the radio she would sing loudly; making her mom laugh. It wasn't uncommon for Beth to feel a certain connection to songs. She loved music. Most people would say that was normal - considering who her mother was, but Beth was convinced it was deeper then that.
"You have a beautiful voice sweetheart." Shelby told her daughter as they drove to school. "I didn't know you were such a Neil Diamond fan!"
Beth giggled as she pushed a piece of blonde hair behind her ear. "I really love this song. It's so catchy!"
Shelby never hid the fact that Beth was adopted. She had always figured the girl would be curious, so she always was very open. Lately, Beth had been very eager to learn about her birth parents. Honestly, Shelby didn't stay in contact with them. She was sure Beth wanted to see pictures, but Shelby had nothing. She never knew what became of Noah and Quinn. All Shelby knew was that she was thankful they gave her the most beautiful baby girl.
"We have to start planning your birthday! The big 13 - no longer a little kid!" Shelby said with a wink."What do you want to do?"
Beth bit her lip, something that reminded Shelby of her birth mother. Her little girl resembled Quinn so much; it made her heart ache. "Can we go to New York and see a play?"
"That's all you want to do baby?" Shelby asked. "We can do whatever you want!"
Beth sighed and pulled her hair up in a bun. "I'll think about it."
Beth didn't want to hurt her mom's feelings, but the only thing she wanted in life was to see her birth parents. She was aware it was a stupid dream and would never happen, but Beth had so many question. Was her mom beautiful? Did her father play any instruments?
Why did they give her up?
Sometimes, even though she would never admit it, Beth would dream about what her birth parents were like. They were probably a couple in love, or so she hoped. Beth wanted to search for them - maybe find some information, but she knew she'd have to hide it from her mom.