Chapter Fourteen
Brian’s point of view
I just sat and listened to Rob go on and on about ‘’How can I give him up?’’ and ‘’I need to rethink this’’. I had. So many times. I’ve started the paper work to get the forms the day after he was born. I did it while I was still greaving... I am still greaving, but I didn’t want to rush, and I didn’t want him just going in to the system.
‘Rob, This is some thing I have been dealing with and a choice I have been struggling with for a while’. He nodded like he understands, but he didn’t. I know he didn’t.
‘But he’s your son! You can’t just throw him like he’s a piece of trash!’. His comment struck a nerve and for the split second, it pissed me off on a father level.
‘I never, EVER said he was trash! I’m not throwing him away!’ He must have rea
