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    Only time could tell – (Chapter: Chapter 1 -5 / 41)

     

    “Damn!” Sara called out frustrated.

     

     

    Chapter 4

     

    The parents

     

    “Sara, Sara c’mon talk to me what happened? Did you lose him?” The moment she asked that she knew that she had made a mistake.

     

    “No Cath, for God’s sake they found his parents in the backyard executed or something.”

     

    “Sara, I…” Cath was rudely interrupted by the beeps of her phone. Sara had hung up on her, well who could blame her?

     

    “Bye Ryan, I have to go now. You’re a brave little man.” I said to Ryan, he held out his arms. I bent forward and picked him up. He wanted me to hug him; well at least there is someone who trusts me. I hope that they’ll be able to find a good home for him. He doesn’t deserve this. Tears were running down my cheek but I wiped them away quickly. I didn’t want anyone to see this.

     

    I grabbed my kit, and started walking to the backyard. She thinks that I can’t do anything. Not even watching a child for ten minutes until child services arrives. Damn Cath you are not the only one who can do that. The thought crossing her mind was one day, one day Cath and I’ll show you that I can do it.

     

    A car rounded the corner and the person in it was hitting the horn. The journalist walked back and a CSI SUV passed the yellow tape. Cath parked the car and jumped out.

     

    “Sara!” I sighed, I didn’t want to talk to her, not now.

     

    “Sara!” I stopped and waited until she reached me.

     

    “Sara, why’d you hang up on me?” she asked me.

     

    “Oh, Cath I don’t know, because I’m irresponsible or something like that.”

     

    “Sara, I’m sorry. I was wrong, you are mature and responsible enough to know what you can and can’t do with a child around.” Cath looked at me.

     

    I sighed again and I was fighting back my tears, but Cath noticed my struggle.

     

    “What’s the matter, Sara? You know I’m always here for you, maybe I’m not your best friend but I’m here.” Cath told me and somehow I knew that it was true.

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