Curvy Girls Can't Date Princes by Kelsie Stelting

Author:Kelsie Stelting
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kelsie Stelting Creative LLC

Forty

Faith

Grandma and I sat in a restaurant, grabbing a bite to eat before we had to be at Dorothy’s for quilting club. She had a chicken salad in front of her, as usual. When I was younger, I asked her why she always ordered that when we went out to eat, and she said it was so she could have plenty of chocolate later.

“How are things at home?” Grandma asked, a touch of concern in her voice as she stabbed her fork through ranch-laden lettuce.

I shrugged, swirling a fry through ketchup. “Same as usual, but I’m kind of waiting for the other shoe to drop. All this time, volunteering abroad has been a dream, but if I get accepted—”

“When you get accepted,” she corrected with a wink.

I smiled. “When I get accepted... it’ll make everything so real.”

Grandma nodded. “I know it. Is there anything you want to do before you go abroad?”

As I chewed, I thought about that. There was so much I wanted to do and see in the US. So many questions I had about who I was and where I came from that would never be answered. “I know it sounds crazy, but I just wish I could know who my birth mother is. I feel like I’m looking for her in the face of every stranger I see.”

Grandma set her fork down and laced her fingers together, her elbows resting on the table. “I remember seeing you when you were a baby. I wanted a granddaughter so badly, and here was this little girl your parents adopted. When I held you for the first time and looked into those pretty blue eyes, I couldn’t help but think about your birth mother. What she must have been going through to give birth to you all by herself and then give you up.”

Tears brimmed in my grandmother’s eyes, and my own throat felt tight. It always felt like the book of my life had pages ripped out of the beginning. I couldn’t help feeling like everything would make more sense if I hadn’t missed how my story had started.

“And if I think about her...” Grandma paused. “How much must you think about her?”

“So much,” I admitted. “But it’s not like I can put an ad in the paper asking for someone to claim the baby they threw away.”

“What if there was a way?” Grandma asked. “A chance you could find her?”

“I’d take it,” I said without hesitating.

“Willa brought up these DNA tests the other day. She said her daughter took one and found out she was half Hungarian. They’d never even known that. And there were all these cousins she connected with from all over the country. It might be a long shot, but what if someone from your bio family has taken a test? They might know more about your family medical history at least.”

It was like my body didn’t know how to respond. My mouth fell open and my heart beat faster, and oxygen was more difficult to get to my lungs.

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