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
Jeanne didn't know where to start or if she even had to. Still, she found herself in a situation where she had to provide an explanation and therefore, she didn't have a choice. In short, it wouldn't be as complicated as she might imagine in the worst case, the woman would just report them and in the best case, she would be sure to be able to stay with her sister.Her dad always told her that bets weren't good but now, she had to do it hoping her dad wouldn't be too upset.Jeanne sighs and looks at Emma sleeping peacefully, she has just been born but she has already had a good dose of adventures, which she knows would not have happened to just anyone. She smiles from the belly of this woman her little Emma has always been wonderful and it was not about to change.She turned her attention back to the woman who was waiting for an explanation and told herself that in a way, she was right. It is not common to find an 11-year-old child in the vicinity of her house with an infant in her arms
After this night, which she would describe as providential, Jeanne discovered that the camp in which she had ended up stopping was that of immigrants who had fled wars in their country.The state and the city of Central had allocated this land to them so that people from their country could come and live there until the situation at home calmed down and they could return.Of course, it didn't always go as well as they wanted because the native inhabitants often showed xenophobia against them. The small community of ''El Pazo'' is an area that was often subject to attacks from young people of the city who liked to come and intimidate the inhabitants of this small community.The many gangs that had developed here came to impose taxes on them that they had to pay if some wanted to continue to carry out their businesses and activities.The police and the authorities who said they were much too overwhelmed could do nothing for them so they ended up marginalized and exploited by the natives;