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Carly's Story

... doesn't explain why she just stopped calling, I mean what kind of parent just throws their kid away?"

"So does she want you to fly up for his funeral?" I asked.

"Oh, no, they tossed him in the ground two weeks ago. She's been trying to find my number since he died," she said.

"Oh," I said, "so how did she find it?"

"She knew where I went to school, so she called the college asking if they had any info about me. They put her in contact with an advisor I had senior year that told her I got a job, so she called the Hartford branch, who told her I got transferred to Houston. So she called Houston, got forwarded to my office, but in my voicemail greeting I have my cell number for off-hours stuff. She wrote it down and called."

I thought about it for a moment. What it might do to Carly, digging up the past. If she could repair the relationship she had with her mom.... If she even wanted to try.

"Carly," I said. I put my hands on her shoulders, and ran them down the outsides of her arms. "I don't even know what this means, but your mom sure put in a lot of effort to try and find you."

I could see her starting to calm down. She looked around for a moment and looked at me.

"I don't know, Jason... I've spent so much time building my life back up. I can't decide if I want to want to risk having her back in it," she said, sadly.

I understood what she meant. Re-establishing contact with her mom meant some very tough conversations at the very least, and a fresh ...

... new nightmare of rejection at the worst.

"You don't have to decide now, Carly. But at least give it some thought. If you decide to go, I'll be with you. No matter what."

She sighed, but smiled at me. "I know you would. I'll think about it."

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"I think you should go," Julie said. She and Carly were practically best friends at this point and talked most every day, so it didn't surprise me that Carly told Julie about her mom calling.

"Oh yeah? Why's that?" I asked.

"Go give her a piece of your mind! What they did was so messed up, if nothing else, she should hear it from you!" Julie said, pointing her fork at Carly and looking at her with a serious expression. We were eating spaghetti bolognese at the apartment, and Julie came over after work with wine and cheesecake as a dessert.

Carly laughed and replied, "Now that might be worth the trip! Jason, let's book the tickets now!"

Julie and Carly had quite a bit to drink, but due to both of them being tiny, it didn't take much. They were trying to keep up with me, and the effects were beginning to show.

Julie continued.

"Actually, I'm going. Not Jason. You might need some muscle backing you up. Sorry buddy, you're benched." Julie said, then punched me in the arm and flexed her bicep. Next to mine, she was a shoestring.

I knew Carly was still thinking about it whether to go or not, but there were times when we talked about it that I could see she was beginning to warm up to the idea. She ...