Amanda closed her eyes, not everything but that. If Jeanne tells everything that happened 16 years ago, she is sure that her second daughter will hate her as much as the first does now. She can't afford it.Even though she had abandoned them, she never stopped thinking about them even for a second. She knew she had been cruel, but she was afraid to face life after her husband's death and to take care of two children without a job.She knows it's horrible and she will never have reasons or words to excuse her cruelty but she was really scared. To this end, she is proud of Jeanne, she looked like her father, strong and courageous.She had met him when she was only 14 years old and fleeing the bad shots of her father she had moved in with him. He was only 16 too, but they loved each other so much that Jeanne arrived when she was only 15. James had promised her that everything would be fine so she had trusted him and they had been able to pull through.Nine years later when she was 24 and
Jeanne was pissed off, she was even boiling with rage, who could have believed that this woman was the owner of the hotel in which she worked? She couldn't even see her in paint but to imagine that this woman was the one who hired her at least she had been working for her through her administration for over two years, she hates.She returns to her floor and meets two colleagues who greet her, to which she barely responds.“A problem Jeanne? The boss called you I hope at least it's nothing serious. »"No, nothing important, thank you for caring"After that Jeanne went to tidy up in the room that had been assigned to her before being summoned, she sits on the bed for a moment and sighs. No, it's not true now that she knows that this woman is so rich and influential, she can take Emma from her at any time and leave with her.Jeanne knows that her sister would be happier with this woman, but she cannot bring herself to let such a woman shamelessly approach her sister. She abandoned her onc
Jeanne had gotten into the car with Michaël's driver, she hadn't wanted to ask for anything else, only her sister counted in her eyes."Now what happened, sir? I don't understand an accident. Did a car hit her? »The man looked at her from behind through the rearview mirror and sighed. He could see the concern on this woman's face and he understood it. It was her sister, her only family and to learn that she had an accident even if he told her that she was fine must always weigh on her so much. He doesn't know either if he should tell him in detail about her sister's attack, he doesn't like to remember it either, as the scene was so despicable.A little girl surrounded by wild beasts is the vision he has of this morning.“No Miss Jeanne it’s not a road accident”Jeanne could see through the rearview mirror that this man in front of her was refusing to tell her anything. Could what happened to Emma be beyond words? Whatever the truth, she had to know."Please tell me"“Well this morning
As far back as she can remember, Jeanne has always admired her mother, at least before she was 11 years old. Amanda and James her parents were happy, they lived a modest life of course but they were happy.When she was little, her father, who was a construction worker, often came home late with a stiff body, her mother then massaged him promptly, making this habit a rite, but when he did not complain of discomfort. He thus chained the odd jobs to ensure that they always had enough to eat. It is from him that she gets this aggressiveness and this courage to face all the challenges of life.Every evening, her father came home with a present even if her mother did not agree, she told him that he should not incur unnecessary expenses while their daughter should have the best school tools to ensure her a good life coming. She had at heart to make Jeanne an educated person who would succeed in life and could aspire to a better life than that of her parents.“My darling when you grow up you w
Jeanne had understood that she would be a big sister soon and was excited about this even if her parents had taken her for a baby.“I hope you don’t mind not being our only baby anymore”She rolled her eyes. Why would she be jealous of her little sister or her little brother? She was rather ecstatic by the news and couldn't wait to play with the child.The announcement of a future child had arrived with that on all the television channels of the resurgence of crime in their neighborhood with the birth of many gangs.Territory wars were legion and were now part of the daily life of the inhabitants of the district who, when the shots broke out, would take refuge in their houses hoping that the stray bullets would not reach them.In this chaotic environment, being a policeman had become a real challenge, but James was not worried about it. He thought he just had to be careful and everything would be fine. This is how he was able to reassure his little family and went out every morning wit
Jeanne had not cried when her mother said those words to her. She was left in a daze and had only suffered the hug of her mother who cried behind her back while her father's colleagues looked at them miserably.She thought it was just a dream for sure, her teasingly smiling dad who ruffled her hair 24 hours ago was gone. But where? For all time?She seemed in her world as her mother asked her to be strong.Strong? For what?She didn't understand everything, but she had read enough pregnancy books to know that what her mother was doing there was not good for the baby.Then mechanically, her face still frozen, she left her mother's embrace and stood up, surprising the three adults in front of her. Her eyes were expressionless almost lifeless as she held out her hand to her mother asking her to stand up."Go and rest, I'll take care of the rest... and stop crying, it's not good for Emma"This surprised her mother as well as the two men when one wanted to take her hand but Jeanne, still co
Emma started to cry as the women next door had a discussion. Little Jeanne, while trying to calm her sister, had partially listened to the debates of these mothers." Oh, that's right? So the 16-year-old girl who gave birth ran away? And the baby? »“I heard the social service say that we would put him up for adoption”“Poor thing… I heard that some children are not directly adopted despite the demand for newborns being rather high”"It's true I have a neighbor who works in an orphanage and told me that many babies stay at home for the first five years of their life, then because of the lack of subsidy, the majority left behind flee and end up on the street and even though they are adopted the parents do not keep them long before returning them… the behavior of these children despite the education they want to transmit to them leaves something to be desired. »"Yes, some people have a dull anger in them that nobody supports them for long... so they go from foster home to foster home un
The little girl didn't know where she was going, every time her sister cried she did her best to calm her down. She had no water to wash and was even afraid to do so because Emma was so small, she did not want her to catch a cold. Fortunately, she had wipes to clean her. She had seen how the nurse had handled it so she could pull through.But they needed a roof to fall asleep because even if she had the anger to protect her sister, she was starting to get tired and with the dark sky on their heads, it was obvious that it was getting late. She needed to secure them a safe place for the night. She'll think about it later for the moment she shouldn't stay out late at night…her mother always told her that.She gritted her teeth. What mother? Not this woman who abandoned them coldly, she will never consider this woman as their mother again today she is dead and buried.She walked for a while before finding herself in front of an encampment that was surrounded by barbed wire and wooden stake