figured out what that was.
Not knowing what to do, he called the Terran station, hoping someone would be able to guide him as he figured out this fatherhood thing. The phone rang several times and he began to wonder if anyone would answer.
“You’ve reached the Terran station at Corpus Christi, Texas. How may I direct your call?” a woman asked.
“I’m hoping there might be a Terran there who is a parent. My name is Cosmir and I live in Fairhaven. One of the Terrans from your station delivered my daughter to the fire department here this afternoon. I was hoping there might be a Terran there who was a parent that I could speak with.”
“Hmm. I don’t have any Terrans here who are parents, but we do have a couple who came through here this morning. The mate was human, but the male was a Keshpan. I believe they’re staying near Fairview.”
“If I leave my number with you, could you get in touch with them and see if they might be willing to speak with me? Maybe even meet somewhere?” Cosmir asked.
“I have your number off the caller I.D. I’ll try to reach Bane and Ari and see if they will speak with you. I’m sure they’ll be happy to.”
“Thank you.”
Cosmir hung up the phone and turned around just in time to see Katy stick the TV remote in her mouth. He rushed forward and took it from her, making her face draw up in a pout. Not knowing what to do for her, he rummaged in the bag that had been delivered with her and couldn’t find a single toy. There were two outfits, some pajamas, a stack of diaper looking things, and a package of wipes. It seemed her mother had been so anxious to get rid of her that she hadn’t even sent proper provisions for the child.
I was an idiot to have slept with someone so shallow . What kind of mother gave up her daughter and didn’t even hand deliver her? Anything could have happened to Katy on the flight to Texas, and what if she hadn’t made it to the Terran station in one piece? It was a miracle that she was here in his home.
Cosmir searched for something to entertain the toddler and finally put some cartoons on the television. Picking up Katy, he sat her on the sofa and hoped she’d stay there, at least long enough for him to sort through some things. He had no toys, and he didn’t know how often little girls went to the bathroom, but something told him he’d need more of those diaper things and wipes. Two outfits weren’t going to cut it either, so he’d need to buy her some clothes. And those were just the things he could figure out himself. There were probably a hundred other things she needed.
He rummaged through the bag again and found an envelope in an outside pocket. He broke the seal and pulled out two sheets of paper and a birth certificate that were folded inside. He glanced over the birth certificate before placing it on the counter that separated his kitchen from his living room.
Dear Cosmir,
You probably don’t remember me, but we shared a night together several years ago. We were careful, but not careful enough. Katy is the result of that night. She’ll be three in December, as you can see from her birth certificate. Enclosed is a notarized statement giving up my rights to Katy. She’s yours now and I’m sure you’ll give her a better life than I ever could.
I’m sorry to say I haven’t been a very good mother, but it took me a year to get up the courage to find you, and it’s taken me until now to locate you. I couldn’t remember your name at first, and then when I did, they told me you had moved away, but refused to hand out any other information. I should have sent Katy to you sooner, but this was the best I could do.
Please don’t hate me. I hope that you will be able to see her as a blessing and not a curse, which is something I haven’t been able to do. My life just isn’t suited to having a small child. It’s been hell taking care of her these past three years. Had it not been for her obvious Terran