Hope you like the last chapter. I know it might have been confusing,
but it will make since later, I promise.
"Well, Manny, since you had a miscarriage, we need to do an ultrasound, you know just to see if everything is fine," the doctor told her.
"Alright," she nodded.
Manny lay down on the table and the woman began the ultrasound.
"How long ago did you have your miscarriage," she asked.
"About a week maybe more," she said.
"Huh," she said, thinking.
"What's that mean?"
"Have you had sex since then?"
"No, why? What's wrong with me?" Manny was getting scared.
"Manny, you're still pregnant," the doctor told her.
Jessica's heart sank. Her parents had died? She cringed, while she was having sex with a stranger? She started bawling her eyes out. She couldn't quit crying.
"Jessica," a woman said, sitting next to her. "My name is Sandra, I'm from social services. It's my understanding that you were adopted?"
She nodded.
"Since there are no relatives, we must send you to live with your birth mother."
Jessica was too upset to think.
Paige was sitting in the living room of her house when the phone rang. She answered it, noting that the caller ID said the call was coming from Florida.
"Hello, this is Paige Steele," she said.
"Hi, Mrs. Steele, this is Sandra Jenson, from the Florida Department of Social Services," the woman on the other end said.
"Yes," Paige said.
"It was my understanding that you gave up a daughter for adoption? To the Edmonds family? Am I correct?"
"Yes," Paige repeated.
"In your contract here it says that if anything happened to her adoptive parents the child in question would be sent to live with you," she continued.
Paige's heart fluttered as she said, "Yes."
"Well, the poor girls adoptive parents died in a tragic car accident. What would be a good time to send her to you?"
"You talk of her as if she is a package, she's a person, Miss Jenson," Paige said.
"I'm sorry, Mrs. Steele. In my job it is best if we try not to get too emotionally attached, I'm sure you understand."
"Yes, I do. Do I need to come and get her?"
"Well, her parents funeral is tomorrow. There is a flight ticket available going from Florida to California for later that afternoon."
"That would be fine, thank you," Paige said goodbye to the woman and hung up the phone. How would she explain this to her husband?
"Well, Manny, since you had a miscarriage, we need to do an ultrasound, you know just to see if everything is fine," the doctor told her.
"Alright," she nodded.
Manny lay down on the table and the woman began the ultrasound.
"How long ago did you have your miscarriage," she asked.
"About a week maybe more," she said.
"Huh," she said, thinking.
"What's that mean?"
"Have you had sex since then?"
"No, why? What's wrong with me?" Manny was getting scared.
"Manny, you're still pregnant," the doctor told her.
Jessica's heart sank. Her parents had died? She cringed, while she was having sex with a stranger? She started bawling her eyes out. She couldn't quit crying.
"Jessica," a woman said, sitting next to her. "My name is Sandra, I'm from social services. It's my understanding that you were adopted?"
She nodded.
"Since there are no relatives, we must send you to live with your birth mother."
Jessica was too upset to think.
Paige was sitting in the living room of her house when the phone rang. She answered it, noting that the caller ID said the call was coming from Florida.
"Hello, this is Paige Steele," she said.
"Hi, Mrs. Steele, this is Sandra Jenson, from the Florida Department of Social Services," the woman on the other end said.
"Yes," Paige said.
"It was my understanding that you gave up a daughter for adoption? To the Edmonds family? Am I correct?"
"Yes," Paige repeated.
"In your contract here it says that if anything happened to her adoptive parents the child in question would be sent to live with you," she continued.
Paige's heart fluttered as she said, "Yes."
"Well, the poor girls adoptive parents died in a tragic car accident. What would be a good time to send her to you?"
"You talk of her as if she is a package, she's a person, Miss Jenson," Paige said.
"I'm sorry, Mrs. Steele. In my job it is best if we try not to get too emotionally attached, I'm sure you understand."
"Yes, I do. Do I need to come and get her?"
"Well, her parents funeral is tomorrow. There is a flight ticket available going from Florida to California for later that afternoon."
"That would be fine, thank you," Paige said goodbye to the woman and hung up the phone. How would she explain this to her husband?