life, the first being the day you were born. I was overjoyed and couldn’t wait to be Mrs. David Matthews. Then I found out I was pregnant. We had taking precautions, but I still got pregnant. I saw this baby as a blessing and David was thrilled. We pushed the wedding up and were married on New Year’s. We lived with his parents and I couldn’t have been happier.
Then the unexpected happened. One day, shortly after the wedding, I was at the little bakery I worked at and two women walked in. I didn’t recognize them at first, but when I did I was transported back to that scared and broken twelve year old again. I was back in the night Karla and Ann were beaten, raped and murdered. You see, the two women who entered the bakery were Karla’s and Ann’s moms.
Instead of helping them I got the owner to take care of them and I went into the bathroom and hid. I was afraid they would blame me for the deaths of their daughters, blame me for not dying too.
When I got home that night I begged David to move to the city, to leave our home, and he agreed. Anything to make me happy, but he wanted to wait until the baby was born. I wasn’t happy about it, but I agreed. It would give his father time to find someone to help at the farm.
Shortly before your brother was born tragedy struck and David’s father was killed. David decided we should stay at the farm for a while to help his Mom and I was furious. I had to get out of this town. Karla’s parents had moved here and I couldn’t be in the same town as them, I couldn’t handle the memories seeing them stirred up.
On the night Elliot was born I made a decision. I had to leave, with our without David. I never held Elliot, even though I wanted to desperately, because I knew if I did I would never be able to do what I knew I had to do.
When David left early the next morning to feed the livestock I wrote him a note, a very harsh note, and I left. I had to break ties to him, to Elliot, to you, if I was going to get away from the demons that were threatening to destroy me.
Once I was gone I reverted to the person I was before I found out I was pregnant with you. I let the darkness in and wasn’t the same person anymore. I never let go of that darkness. I loved my freedom and as long as I didn’t let myself get sober I was okay.
That’s all I wanted to tell you for now, but you will probably never see this letter so it really doesn’t matter.
I love you, Karla and I always have.
Love, Mom.
When Diane laid the pen down she read back over what she wrote then picked up the letter and shoved it her pocket. She didn’t know if she would ever give it to Karla, but until she decided she’d keep it safe. “It won’t make a difference now anyway”, she mumbled to herself as she walked back to her cell.
Chapter Seven
“Diane, you have a visitor.” Jason, Diane’s favorite guard, said as he opened the door to her cell.
“I have a visitor?” She asked in awe. She had been here three weeks and hadn’t have any visitors since the first week. “Who is it?”
“His name is Andrew Peterson and he says he’s Karla’s foster father.”
Diane looked at Jason in shock for a minute before she stood from the desk, where she had been writing Karla another letter, and followed him to the visitor’s area. When she took a seat at the table and looked through the protective glass she was taken aback at the sight of the man before her.
He looked at her for a second before he picked up the phone beside him and nodded for her to do the same. Once she had it picked up he started talking. “Hello, Ms. Hall. My name is Dr. Andrew Peterson and your daughter, Karla, has been living with me and my wife for the past two weeks.”
“How is she?” Diane asked before she could stop herself.
“She’s doing really well actually, despite everything she’s been through.” Andrew answered in a distant