Grace
As soon as I touched down in New York, I could feel as if a weight had been lifted off my shoulders. Yet the voice of that nice old lady from the plane still ringed in my ears, me pregnant? As if. I pushed the idea out of my mind and looked for my father's driver to pick me up, to my surprise the old man was standing at the gate waiting for me with the biggest smile painted onto his face.
My Papa, I haven’t seen him since I was a teen because my mother claimed he didn’t want to be bothered but from this, I can already see that was a blatant f*****g lie. I rushed into his arms and he just held me close, I could feel all of my emotions starting to rush to the surface and the tears began to fall. Why am I f*****g crying? Then thoughts of Mattie ran through my head and the tears fell
