AUTHOR'S NOTE: You know, I may just upload on Tuesdays instead of Mondays. It's easier. Just want to take a second to thank everyone who has read this story so far and has reviewed this story as well as favorite and followed this story. I hope you guys enjoy this story. I have to say this isn't my favorite chapter but it works for where the story is going. Enjoy!

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Chapter Three

"Are you going to talk to me or are you just going to sit there in silence?" Jess questions, taking a brief second to look over at his daughter in the passenger seat. "You honestly can't keep the silent treatment up forever. Listen, I know you are upset about all of this, I know you were really hoping that you would be able to live on your own and have that fun life, but trust me, the fun would have ended after a while. I lived by myself when I was a teenager and trust me, it was not fun at all. I also know what it's like to actually have a father come into your life when you are a teenager and I know how it throws everything out the window, but believe me, Lulu, that is going to be a good thing."

"Is that what you said when your father came into your life?" Lulu questions. "This is going to be a good thing? Were you happy that your father was suddenly in your life? Did he put you up for adoption too?"

"No, he left before I was born," Jess says. "I was raised by my mom. Well, raised isn't really the right word to use. She didn't really raise me, she was drunk, or high, or screwing her boyfriend of the week to really raise me. When I was sixteen, I went to live with my uncle, my mom's brother, and that's when I meet your…"

"When you met my mother?" Lulu questions, turning to face Jess. "Is that what you were going to say? When you went to live with your uncle, you met my mother?"

"Yes," Jess smiles, taking a brief second to look at his daughter then back to the road. "When I went to live with my uncle, I met your mother. Let me tell you, your mother made me work hard like really, really hard. At first, though, she really didn't want anything to do with me and it wasn't that surprising, she did have a boyfriend so you know there was kind of the whole off-limits thing…"

"What do you mean kind of?" Lulu questions. "Wouldn't it be the whole off-limits thing, not kind of the whole off-limits things?"

"Yeah," Jess sighs, debating whether or not he should continue to his daughter about her mother, about his ex-girlfriend. "Somethings happened and we found ourselves you know being normal teenagers who were exper…"

"Alright, I've heard enough," Lulu says, putting her hand up in a stop motion. "You really don't need to continue that sentence. Can we move on? To, I don't know, what was she like? What did she look like?"

"You," Jess smiles, taking another second to look at his daughter. "You and her look so much alike. You look more like your mother than you do me minus the blonde hair. She has brown hair. Is that dyed? I mean neither your mother nor I have blonde hair. I mean my mom has blonde hair."

"So, then I get my hair from your side of the family," Lulu smiles. "Just because a mother and father have a certain hair color doesn't mean that their child is going to have either one of the parent's hair color. Like, for example, I knew this girl who had red hair but neither one of her parents had red hair, they had brown and black hair. Her red hair came from previous generations of her family."

"How did you know all of that?" Jess wonders.

"What? You didn't pay attention in school?" Lulu questions. "I am a kid who was in the foster system, the only way I am going to get anywhere in life is if I am amazing in school, so I study as hard as I can and ace all of my tests."

"Do you, I don't know, maybe like school?" Jess questions.

"Well, I mean, yeah," Lulu answers. "School is pretty good. Honestly, school is boring, but not in a bad way. It's just I tend to finish everything before everyone else does and it just gets tiring after a while since the teachers won't let me move beyond on all the other kids."

"So, you are saying that you wish school was a little more challenging?" Jess questions. "That school was a little harder?"

"Yes," Lulu answers. "I do wish that was a little more challenging, it's just school, at the moment, is easy, boring."

"Okay, how about this," Jess starts. "When we get back to the store, we will start looking around at some private schools, I know private schools tend to be harder than public schools. How does that sound?"

"Alright," Lulu says, giving a small smile. "That sounds pretty good."

"You know just so you do know, your mother went to a private school," Jess says. "Yep, she went to a private school that I guess you could say that the private school she went to was challenging too. In fact, your mother was so smart that she even tutored me, actually she really only tutored me once. Things changed after that one tutor session."

"How did things change after that one and only tutor session?" Lulu questions.

"Well, Lulu, after that one tutor session," Jess pauses. "She became pregnant with you. Everything changed after that. Once we found out that she was pregnant with you, we both knew right away that neither one of us were ready to become parents, we didn't have the money either, and just because we weren't ready to be parents doesn't mean that we didn't want you. The day you were born was the happiest and saddest day of my life. There hasn't been a day that has gone by that I haven't regretted giving you up. And I know that your mother would say the same thing."

"Am I ever going to get to meet her?" Lulu asks. "My mom. Am I going to get to meet my mom?"

Well, that shuts Jess up. He honestly wasn't expecting that question, at least not so soon. He knew that Lulu would eventually ask about meeting her mother, but he just thought that he would have more time to be able to think, to be able to think about how he was going to explain about her mother, but now he is out of time and he doesn't have a single clue on how he is going to explain this. He really, really doesn't.

"Well, I, uh," Jess stutters before clearing his throat. "I honestly don't know, Lulu, you know I haven't seen her in over a decade. I don't even know if she lives in the same town. I mean she probably does, but like I said it has been over a decade since I have seen your mother. But I know you want to meet her so I guess I could try and find her."

"Really?"

"I know it's important to you and I know you want to meet your mother," Jess pauses. "And if I know your mother then I know that she is probably more than anxious to have her daughter back into her life."