Chapter 15
Well, the social worker did come and she had Kirsten removed from the Jacobs' apartment. We were finally going to get Kirsten back.
"We aren't getting her." Spot stated as he walked into my room. And then again maybe we won't.
"Why not?" I asked.
"The Jacobs are taking it to court."
Here we go again. I thought.
"Why are they taking it to court?" I asked.
"They're claiming she was sick the day the social worker came." Spot replied.
"Well of course she was sick. She hasn't eaten in how many days."
"I know. This is so stupid."
"So people will have to testify right?"
"Yeah. I know David is willing to testify and I bet Les is too."
"What about Sarah?"
"I don't know."
"Well, we should do fine with David and Les right?"
"The court needs all three of to testify."
"Do you think she will?"
"Do you think who will do what?" Sarah asked from behind me scaring the crap out of me.
"Are you willing to testify against your parents?" Spot asked.
"Look, I have to be honest with you guys. I don't want to testify against my parents. I'll give you a written statement but
I don't want to sit in front of the whole court and them and testify. I'm sorry." She said looking at the ground.
"It's ok. Don't worry about it." I said.
"Yeah. Don't worry about it Sarah. We should win anyways."
"All right. I hope you do win. I would stay longer but I have to meet Jack. I'll see you guys later." Sarah said waving goodbye and walking out of my room.
"Just the people I wanted to talk to." Said a new voice. Spot and I both looked toward the door to see the social worker standing there.
"Hey. What's up?" Spot asked.
"I suppose you've already heard about it."
"You mean the whole court deal?" I asked.
"Yes." Replied the social worker.
"Yeah we've heard and all I can say is it's stupid." Said Spot.
"I agree with you on that. The judge should take one look at the file and immediately know the verdict without having to hear one witness. You'll win easily."
"Good." Said Spot.
"Now Spot, you'll need to be in court that day but Ann, you don't have to."
"All right. I'll be there." Said Spot.
"When's the court date?" I asked.
"It's this coming Thursday at 10 a.m."
"I would like to be there but I can't afford to miss any school right now." I said sadly.
"I understand. Don't worry about." Said the social worker.
"All right."
"Spot, I'll see you next Thursday."
"See ya then."
Well, everything worked the way the social worker said it would. The judge took one look at the file and knew the verdict. He awarded us custody of Kirsten. We got her back. Everyone was overjoyed. A couple of days later, David came and told us that Kirsten was with him and Feisty and that she was waiting until she got healthier before she would let anyone see her. He told us that she wanted to be strong enough to walk on her own. She didn't want to be carried here. David had told her that it could take months before she was stronger but she insisted. So now all we can do is wait.
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AN: Hi. I'm so sorry I haven't updated in so long. A lot of things have been going on. School has been a pain in the butt lately. I've been hit with project after project after project. Sometimes I've had a couple of projects to do at a time and then they're due around the same time and it gets frustrating. It also doesn't help that my head isn't working right. My mind gets distracted because it wants to think about Tom and so I would rather think about Tom than do my homework, which isn't a good thing especially when you're trying to write a paper. I also have my Italy trip coming up. Our band is taking a trip to Italy and we leave March 31 and it should be a lot of fun. So I'm anxious to go and it doesn't help that Tom is going to Italy too. That's a good thing but that means my mind wanders even more. So anyway, I hope you enjoy this chapter. I will try to update before I leave for Italy but I can't guarantee that I will. I'm having a writer's block for my other story, Middle Ground and there will probably be a sequel to The One. Please review.
Spot: Ya know; you and Tom are cute together.
Did you just say cute?
Spot: Yeah, I did just say cute. Why?
Guys don't usually say cute.
Spot: Oh. Well, I still think you two are cute together and I can't wait 'til you two start holding hands and hugging and kissing. That'll be so cute.
Spot.
Spot: Yeah?
Stop with the whole cute thing.
Spot: Why?
Because it's freakin' me out.
Spot: Why's it freakin' ya out?
It's really weird to hear a guy say cute.
Spot: Are you tellin' me that you have never heard a guy say cute?
Yes. That's what I'm saying.
Spot: Oh. Well, I'll just start singing then. *sings* You wanna hold his hand. You wanna hold his hand.
No! Stop singing.
Spot: You want to hug him. You want to kiss him. You want to love him.
No!!!!!!
Spot: You want to hug him. You want to kiss him. You want to love him.
I just remembered that I have something to do.
Spot: And what would that be?
It's something. Don't forget to review.
Spot: You want to hug him. You want to kiss him. You want to love him. *walks out of the room with me*
Spot you are not coming with me.
*~Dreamer Conlon~*