"Hello Sam, where are you?" a rather shocked Tom shouted as he got into the house.
"I'm here," she shouted from the kitchen where she was making a cup of tea.
"So tell me," tom began, as he sat down on the kitchen bench next to his girlfriend.
"Look tom, when I was in the army, when Iain and I were together, I was pregnant. I didn't know until I was pushing him out of me! Anyway, as soon as I had given birth he was taken from my arms by our camp leader, and sent back home to Iain's parents. I never knew him, and because of that I forgot that he even existed! He rang this afternoon and said he is coming round. I think he has been talking to Iain. Look I'm sorry, I know this is hard for you tom, with everything I've put you through but I would like to make amends with my son. Will you let me do this?" Sam said as she poured her heart out to tom.
"Samantha Nichols I would love to take this opportunity to say that you son is most welcome with us! He is your flesh and blood, and why would I deny him the chance to know his own mother? Even if his farther is that dick! Anyway, so if you gave birth to him in the army, that makes him what? 16?" Tom replied as he hugged a sick feeling Sam.
"Oh yeah, a hormonal teenager…. Just what we need with fletches 3 around and the 2 on the way, but I would never cast him out. He wants to meet me!" Sam said.
a very small chapter I'm afraid, but they will get longer again, I promise! :0