hell she said what she did. Nevertheless, the fact was the past was the past, nothing could change what transpired. However, no doubt her father, had concerns angry with her for keeping everything about Sophie a secret, or better still lying to him. She sensed her father suffered with serious trust issues and who would blame him?
“I don’t condemn what she had done to you or your son. I am appalled at the way she has treated you. I cannot forgive her for what she has done. The extent of her lies are shameful and unforgiving.”
“But it’s the past, Dad…nothing can be done to change it. What matters is that you are both here for me now.”
“Sophie,” he said, stepping toward her. “You should hate her for what she has put you through, the lies and pushing you away and stopping you from being a mother to your son. She had no right. However, I am not prepared to talk about the matter here with Kacey being close. There are no longer going to be victims and I am going to sort this mess out.” He leaned forward kissing Sophie on her temple. “Leave it with me and look after Kacey.”
Her father gave a half smile. He turned around to walk away from her.
Sophie watched her father leave the unit. Her mum had already gone. She swallowed hard, sensing an interesting evening for her parents. She checked the clock, seeing the time getting on. It had now been nine hours since she last saw Calvin. The longer he stayed away the more concerned she became. He was gone, she was sure he was resenting her for what she did. Sophie could see no point in her repeating herself over and over again, trying to explain what happened and why she did what she did for her son, their son, it would be the same story repeated every time. She had nothing to hide, their son was alive and enjoying his childhood like any normal child.
Going over and over again about nine years ago wasn’t going to change a damn thing to what happened. Calvin and her family had to understand that. If she could change the past she would, but it was not possible and they must somehow live with it.
She helped the nurse set up her daughter’s feed. Soon she decided to go out and get some fresh air, being cooped up all the time drove her a little crazy.
The air outside was tight, humidity unbreathable, even in the shade it was hot, considering the time of day, not a cloud in the sky and no wind to take the edge of. She could see people walking about wearing very little clothing red from not covering up their skin or wearing sunscreen, she bet they would be sore tomorrow.
She saw a bench surrounded by flower beds, of primroses and pansies, so pretty, and chose to stroll over. Sophie sat watching people walking by, some in wheelchairs, others being patients walking around with visitors, a few sneaking cigarettes or others enjoying the sun, no doubt resenting the fact they were stuck indoors with illnesses.
She sat drawing in the fresh York air while closing her eyes, feeling the sun on her skin. She loved the summer, but right now she wished it was cold, damp, and miserable with her being stuck inside. She wasn’t resenting her daughter at all, but the thought of pushing her around York in her pram would be wonderful. Just the thought of taking slow walks through the parks, shopping, showing off her daughter to anyone who might know her. Then again…that might be considered a bad idea in case Rob found out, Kacey’s father, would he even really care? No.
Sophie sighed, there were so many other things she would love to be doing with her daughter, changing her nappy, feeding her from her breast, dressing her in pretty frilly dresses, giving her baths and she couldn’t do any. Her stomach flipped in agony. She knew one day she would have all that and then…thought about it, she had to get all her equipment, clothes, accessories, and toiletries. She had nothing for her little bundle.
There was so much she wished she was doing and yet, all she could do was sit