Jeff came home with a huge smile on his face. He was hugging everyone - a few family members came over.
It was great, he loved the banner and the cards. The banner read "Welcome home Dad."
My happiness couldn't be written in words that day. It was like a small party with the family, and I loved it. It was like I never had another mom before, or had even been with my grandparents. Everyone excepted me so well.
Later; when everyone had gone home the phone rang. Claire answered.
"Oh, Hi. Yes, Yes. Fine. Mhm."
"...I'd rather not. She might not like that."
"Well I know that..but, She...uh huh.."
She went off into her room.
I wished I knew who it was, though it crossed my mind it was about me.
About an hour later, Claire came out. She knelt down to my level.
"Kitten, Your grandparents want to have you over for a weekend, I only told them..If you wanted to go, I would let you."
I paused. Did I really want to go over and see them?
It was so hard, I liked them, and they were nice to me and all...for taking me. But, somehow..deep down I felt a hate for them.
"Can I think about it..?"
"Yes you can." She gave me a tiny smile, and went back to her room. Closing the door.
I sat in my room, on the bed and thought about going or not.
I did like my grandparents...but, I hated them too. It was hard to decide whether I should go or not. So, I went back to Claire.
"Mom, Do you want me to go over to my grandparents?"
"Oh, Kitten that's completely up to you."
"No, I can't decide...I want to know if you want me to go or not.."
There was a long silence.
"No. I don't want you to go, they're thinking of taking you back."
Taking me back!?