PRESENT
"Hey dear you've been staring at that mirror for as long as I can remember anything the problem?" Mrs Whitney spoke "it's nothing Mrs Whitney am just thinking that's all" Jane spoke. Mrs Whitney turns her to look at her "Jane you are even crying" "I am?" Jane said sounding surprised herself she had been so immersed in her thought that she didn't even know she has been crying "what's wrong you look really sad" "oh it's nothing am just thinking about the past you know it's not like am sad I just wished some things didn't happen" Jane said feeling a bit relieved "you don't have to think like that at least some good things came out of it, everything happens for a reason" "yes I know I have my son to show for it" yes she found out 2 months later that she was having a child by that monster, ' the incident wasn't such a waste after all ' Jane thought "but I still can't find Cassie" it's been five years now and she has searched everywhere she could for her best friend,she even went to the orphanage three years back but still couldn't find her, "don't worry you will" Mrs Whitney said. Ever since Mrs Whitney brought her to leave with her she has been nothing but good to her,she is the mother she never had,too bad she doesn't have a child of her own.
"Mummy mummy I want my gun" Christopher shouted while running towards his mother. Jane jolted back to reality she was lost in her thoughts again "Christopher stop running around will you, you might fall again" Jane said "but I want my gun" he turns to Mrs Whitney "grandma mummy won't give me my gun, I want my gun now" Christopher said "don't worry honey, i will get you your gun" Mrs Whitney leaves to get him the gun "grandma is really spoiling you and you are becoming really naughty" Jane said pretending to be angry with her hands on her waist "am so sorry mom but John won't let me play with his gun" Christopher said with his mouth pouted. He was just too adorable there was no way she can resist this son of hers, she might not have liked the circumstances surrounding his birth but at least a blessing came out of it and this little boy has been her source of hope and strength, she would make sure she gives him the best life,she picks up her son and gave him a kiss on the cheek "alright fine grandma will find your toy and bring it to you, but don't play rough okay?" "okay mummy" "pinky promise?" Jane said pointing her finger to him , Chris grabbed his mother's finger with his "pinky promise" "I found your gun" Mrs Whitney said playfully waving the gun at Chris, he jumped down from his mother's arm and ran towards Mrs Whitney "yeeyyy my gun thanks grandma you are the best" he ran towards the door "and where are you off to?" jane was the one that spoke "am going to play with John" "and not even a goodbye hug for mama?" " sorry mom" he ran towards his mother and gave her a kiss on the cheek "bye mom, bye grandma" he said waving and ran out "what a sweet little boy" Mrs Whitney said with her hand on her chest, she adores the little boy so much and loves him like her own grandson, she turns to Jane "and you what are you still doing there looking all sad, aren't you going to work? " "I am leaving already just need to pick my bag" she picks her bag and walk towards the door" Mrs Whitney grabs her arm before she exited the door " don't worry Jane everything will be alright" Jane turns and gives her hug "thank you Mrs Whitney, I will be going now" she leaves
Jane glanced at her watch immediately she got outside "oh no am almost late" she muttered to herself. she's a waiter at a club downtown and today she's on the afternoon shift that means she will be home late she works from 2pm to 9pm and if she's on the morning shift she works 7am to 9pm,she really doesn't like her job especially on a weekend like this where they have more customers and what's worse she's on the afternoon shift and she has to work into the night, she has to grow through the pain of seeing those useless men eveytime they come mostly at night probably after they leave work, ever since she was raped she find men to be disgusting except her son of course, but she doesn't have a choice but to do it,it only work she could find around, Mrs Whitney still delivers milk to the rich folks in town and together they make enough money to feed and pay their bills but she really needs to do more right now, Chris just started school he turned four 2 months ago she spent all her saving in buying him books and paying for his fees, Mrs Whitney also contributed and now she really has to keep up, she didn't attend school except for the little knowledge taught to them in the orphanage if not she would have been a complete illiterate, she wasn't going to deprive him the pleasure and benefit of attending a proper school, ' only God knows where his father his,he doesn't even know he has a child ' she thought to herself, she quickly discarded the thought "I shouldn't be thinking about that monster" she muttered to herself, she won't lie to herself that wishes sometimes to see his handsome face, 'who could have thought such a handsome face could have dark heart ' she might not have seen him clearly that day but she was sure he was very handsome