Chapter 4 – Discreet
Whisper.
She closed her eyes and her brows knitted together as she thought deep and hard.
April 14th – today would have been Kaitlin Brie's 3rd birthday and the 19-year-old could almost picture her daughter now. From the long brown curls, to the sparkly clear blue eyes, right to the knee-hi socks and shiny black Mary Jane's.
Her eyes fluttered open as she thought back to the day of the private adoption. The little girl that the married couple had almost forced her to name – Kaitlin Brie, the teen decided – had been adopted to a childless well-off family in Woodbridge.
The whole thing had been done discreetly in private and nobody in the small community had thought that the 11 months that the redhead had spent with her aunt in Minnesota would be spent hiding her pregnancy and signing the life of her first daughter.
She would close her eyes and take a few pills – praying all the while that she would forget that she even had the memories of the baby – and tomorrow she wouldn't even remember it.
…Sometimes the best things are done quietly.