*A FEW DAYS LATER*
Alex came out of the adoption office and looked down at the brown envelope that they had given him, which he held tightly in his hands. He sighed. He didn't know what to do. He had come here to find out the truth. After feeling like he was about to lose Grace, he realised how much family meant to him, but now that he was holding the name of his biological mother in his hands, things seemed different. 'What difference would it make if I knew who she was?' he thought, 'she obviously didn't want me, why should I want her? If she didn't want to know me then, why would now be any different? I'm fine as I am.' He decided once again that he didn't want to know after all and folded up the sealed envelope and put it back in his pocket.
He arrived home and sat down on the sofa. The apartment was quiet as Diane had taken Grace to see Kath for the day, making last minute preparations for the wedding. He sighed and put his head in his hands. He had so many mixed emotions and didn't know which way to turn. One minute he wanted to know who she was, the next he didn't. He had managed to put it out of his mind for ten years, why did it have to come up now, just when he was happy. He had his own family now with Diane and Grace. They were his family. No one else mattered. But it did. In the back of his mind it did. Knowing that he had his biological mothers name in his pocket it was different. He slowly put his hand in his pocket and took out the brown envelope. He held it in front of him with both hands and stared at it. He was shaking. 'Do I really need to know?' he thought. But deep down he knew the answer to that. Yes, he did need to know. If he didn't find out now he knew he would spend the rest of his life wondering. Wondering who she was, and in effect, who he really was. He slowly tore open the envelope and took out the white piece of paper inside. The piece of paper that could change his life. He unfolded it and his mouth dropped out as he read the name of his biological mother and saw a picture of her staring back at him. Surely it couldn't be.
His shock at what he had just found out was interrupted by Diane coming through the front door with Grace.
DIANE: Alex you couldn't give me a hand with the pushchair could you?
He quickly put the envelope back in his pocket and looked towards Diane, his mind still on his 'mother'.
ALEX: W.what?...sorry?
DIANE: Alex.the pushchair
ALEX: oh.yeah.sorry
He got up and walked over to the door
DIANE: Alex, are you all right?
He blinked, trying to get her out of his mind.
ALEX: W.what?.Oh yeah.fine
DIANE: Alex, are you sure?.you don't look too good.you're very pale.you look like you've seen a ghost
'mmm' was Alexs response, as he stared into space, still in disbelief at what he had just found out. Diane could see that something was very wrong.
DIANE: Alex?.Alex, what is it? What's wrong?
ALEX: er.erm.it's.it's my mother..I.I know who she is.she's.she's.
DIANE: Alex?
Alex looked up at Diane as she took his arm and slowly led him to the sofa and to sit down. She took his clasped hands, which were still shaking from the shock, in hers and held them tightly.
DIANE: Alex.what is it? Tell me.
He looked up at her
ALEX: We.we know her.
Dianes mouth dropped open and her green eyes widened in shock
DIANE: W.what?.who?
ALEX: It's.it's.
Alex came out of the adoption office and looked down at the brown envelope that they had given him, which he held tightly in his hands. He sighed. He didn't know what to do. He had come here to find out the truth. After feeling like he was about to lose Grace, he realised how much family meant to him, but now that he was holding the name of his biological mother in his hands, things seemed different. 'What difference would it make if I knew who she was?' he thought, 'she obviously didn't want me, why should I want her? If she didn't want to know me then, why would now be any different? I'm fine as I am.' He decided once again that he didn't want to know after all and folded up the sealed envelope and put it back in his pocket.
He arrived home and sat down on the sofa. The apartment was quiet as Diane had taken Grace to see Kath for the day, making last minute preparations for the wedding. He sighed and put his head in his hands. He had so many mixed emotions and didn't know which way to turn. One minute he wanted to know who she was, the next he didn't. He had managed to put it out of his mind for ten years, why did it have to come up now, just when he was happy. He had his own family now with Diane and Grace. They were his family. No one else mattered. But it did. In the back of his mind it did. Knowing that he had his biological mothers name in his pocket it was different. He slowly put his hand in his pocket and took out the brown envelope. He held it in front of him with both hands and stared at it. He was shaking. 'Do I really need to know?' he thought. But deep down he knew the answer to that. Yes, he did need to know. If he didn't find out now he knew he would spend the rest of his life wondering. Wondering who she was, and in effect, who he really was. He slowly tore open the envelope and took out the white piece of paper inside. The piece of paper that could change his life. He unfolded it and his mouth dropped out as he read the name of his biological mother and saw a picture of her staring back at him. Surely it couldn't be.
His shock at what he had just found out was interrupted by Diane coming through the front door with Grace.
DIANE: Alex you couldn't give me a hand with the pushchair could you?
He quickly put the envelope back in his pocket and looked towards Diane, his mind still on his 'mother'.
ALEX: W.what?...sorry?
DIANE: Alex.the pushchair
ALEX: oh.yeah.sorry
He got up and walked over to the door
DIANE: Alex, are you all right?
He blinked, trying to get her out of his mind.
ALEX: W.what?.Oh yeah.fine
DIANE: Alex, are you sure?.you don't look too good.you're very pale.you look like you've seen a ghost
'mmm' was Alexs response, as he stared into space, still in disbelief at what he had just found out. Diane could see that something was very wrong.
DIANE: Alex?.Alex, what is it? What's wrong?
ALEX: er.erm.it's.it's my mother..I.I know who she is.she's.she's.
DIANE: Alex?
Alex looked up at Diane as she took his arm and slowly led him to the sofa and to sit down. She took his clasped hands, which were still shaking from the shock, in hers and held them tightly.
DIANE: Alex.what is it? Tell me.
He looked up at her
ALEX: We.we know her.
Dianes mouth dropped open and her green eyes widened in shock
DIANE: W.what?.who?
ALEX: It's.it's.