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of time. She didn’t pay attention to where she was going until she looked up and saw the street sign: Maubert. She sucked in her breath, realizing she had just put herself in serious danger.
It was getting dark, so s he turned quickly and walked to the nearest bus stop she could find. Her bus ride was short and she was thankful the doctor had left the change in the bottom of her bag to at least get her home, but there would be no more new outfits for awhile.
She felt dirty, even more than when she was working on the street. Amanda was weak and she knew she needed food, but she had to get rid of the dirty feeling. She stepped out of her clothes and stood looking at herself in the mirror. Her body looked the same as it had yesterday, but something had drastically changed on the inside.
She had suffere d a loss, and she felt like her heart had stopped beating, but it was her own fault. Amanda thought she was making the right decision, the one that would let her continue with her life, moving up in the world until she could get that breakthrough role with a real movie. She stepped into the shower and began washing her long hair. When her soapy hands slid across her stomach, she looked down.
Emptiness washed over her like the water that was cascading down her back. Her arms felt empty and she had no idea why. When did I start wanting a baby? When her breath started to hitch, Amanda slid down the inner wall of the shower until she was on the floor. Oh my god, what have I done? Her sobs echoed off the walls of the tiny bathroom and Amanda continued to sit as the water started to cool.
Eventually her teeth were chattering and her skin was covered in goose bumps, but the sobs had subsided and she was left with only the emptiness. It’s for the best , she told herself. What would I have done with a baby?
But the image that haunted her was one from some booklet a lady outside the Planned Parenthood clinic had given her. It was a life-sized picture of an eight-week-old baby that had been aborted. The baby had arms and legs, and Amanda couldn’t erase the picture from her mind. She had let them kill her baby, and she knew she’d never forgive herself for what she’d done that day.
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Jackson struggled with his tie, hating the way it made him feel. This is the part of my job I don’t really enjoy , he thought silently. His dark suit flattered his grey eyes and dark hair, which had just been trimmed that afternoon.
Glancing at his phone on the dresser, he saw he only had 25 minutes until he promised he would pick up Clarissa. She would be ready on time and he hated to keep her waiting. Giving the tie one final tug, he grabbed his wallet and keys from the dresser and headed out to the car.
As he drove toward Clarissa’s house, Jackson thought about the past few days. He hadn’t gotten a call from Amanda’s friend and he was truly worried. The thing was, he didn’t even know her last name, and he couldn’t very well go into the police precinct to describe a missing hooker. They’d laugh him out of the place.
So, Jack son was left with just one thing: prayer. It had consumed most of his waking time for the past several days, but there were times when it seemed like there had to be something physically that he could do.
God, I don’t know what the heck you want me to do . I have to leave it to you. I did my best to help her, and maybe in hindsight, I should not have allowed her to go back to that jerk, but she is a grown woman and I couldn’t force her to do anything. I just hope she’s okay, wherever she is. Jackson had always been honest with God, and because he felt like he was friends with God, he had also always been very frank in his conversations.
That was settled then. He couldn’t find the girl and he was giving it to God, so he should be able to go and enjoy this evening with Clarissa without any thoughts of Amanda’s soft hands and her long legs.
Seriously? You’ve really got to get a hold
It was getting dark, so s he turned quickly and walked to the nearest bus stop she could find. Her bus ride was short and she was thankful the doctor had left the change in the bottom of her bag to at least get her home, but there would be no more new outfits for awhile.
She felt dirty, even more than when she was working on the street. Amanda was weak and she knew she needed food, but she had to get rid of the dirty feeling. She stepped out of her clothes and stood looking at herself in the mirror. Her body looked the same as it had yesterday, but something had drastically changed on the inside.
She had suffere d a loss, and she felt like her heart had stopped beating, but it was her own fault. Amanda thought she was making the right decision, the one that would let her continue with her life, moving up in the world until she could get that breakthrough role with a real movie. She stepped into the shower and began washing her long hair. When her soapy hands slid across her stomach, she looked down.
Emptiness washed over her like the water that was cascading down her back. Her arms felt empty and she had no idea why. When did I start wanting a baby? When her breath started to hitch, Amanda slid down the inner wall of the shower until she was on the floor. Oh my god, what have I done? Her sobs echoed off the walls of the tiny bathroom and Amanda continued to sit as the water started to cool.
Eventually her teeth were chattering and her skin was covered in goose bumps, but the sobs had subsided and she was left with only the emptiness. It’s for the best , she told herself. What would I have done with a baby?
But the image that haunted her was one from some booklet a lady outside the Planned Parenthood clinic had given her. It was a life-sized picture of an eight-week-old baby that had been aborted. The baby had arms and legs, and Amanda couldn’t erase the picture from her mind. She had let them kill her baby, and she knew she’d never forgive herself for what she’d done that day.
Chapter 1 0
Jackson struggled with his tie, hating the way it made him feel. This is the part of my job I don’t really enjoy , he thought silently. His dark suit flattered his grey eyes and dark hair, which had just been trimmed that afternoon.
Glancing at his phone on the dresser, he saw he only had 25 minutes until he promised he would pick up Clarissa. She would be ready on time and he hated to keep her waiting. Giving the tie one final tug, he grabbed his wallet and keys from the dresser and headed out to the car.
As he drove toward Clarissa’s house, Jackson thought about the past few days. He hadn’t gotten a call from Amanda’s friend and he was truly worried. The thing was, he didn’t even know her last name, and he couldn’t very well go into the police precinct to describe a missing hooker. They’d laugh him out of the place.
So, Jack son was left with just one thing: prayer. It had consumed most of his waking time for the past several days, but there were times when it seemed like there had to be something physically that he could do.
God, I don’t know what the heck you want me to do . I have to leave it to you. I did my best to help her, and maybe in hindsight, I should not have allowed her to go back to that jerk, but she is a grown woman and I couldn’t force her to do anything. I just hope she’s okay, wherever she is. Jackson had always been honest with God, and because he felt like he was friends with God, he had also always been very frank in his conversations.
That was settled then. He couldn’t find the girl and he was giving it to God, so he should be able to go and enjoy this evening with Clarissa without any thoughts of Amanda’s soft hands and her long legs.
Seriously? You’ve really got to get a hold
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