He paused.
“Back home, a terrible accident occurred on the road.
Margaret covered her face with her hands.
“Our Catherine never came back,” he whispered.
Richard’s voice broke.
“When the authorities contacted us, they told us that our daughter was dead. But our granddaughter was missing.
I took a hand to my mouth.
“No…
“Her name was Emily.
I felt the room start to go around.
Richard pointed to the small gold necklace he was wearing around his neck.
“That pendant was Catherine’s last birthday present she gave her daughter. We ordered it to be manufactured especially for her.
I held it tightly.
“My mother told me she was wearing it when she found me.View Baskets
Richard nodded.
Your foster mother.
Those words struck me harder than anything else that night.
My mother never told me she was adopted!
Maybe he had his reasons, Emily. Please don’t judge her before you hear her story.