Through Glass (The Glass Series Book 1) by Fisher Kari

Author:Fisher, Kari [Fisher, Kari]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Limitless Publishing LLC
Published: 2015-03-17T07:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-Three

If only you knew

How to read between the lines

Everyone says I was probably born crazy, like my mother, but I know that’s not true.

I am living in foster care.

My mother had lost custody of me when I was three because she was bipolar and a drug addict who, as much as she tried, could never get clean. No one wanted custody of me. My own grandmother wouldn’t even take me in. Her reasoning was that my mother was far too young when she had me at nineteen, and I was a mistake, so they had whisked me away into the system at a young age.

I am five years old, and my mother has figured out where I’m living with my foster family, the Evans, who are only concerned about the checks they were receiving for keeping me around. Mr. Evans is mean to me and Mrs. Evans lets him speak to me however he wants to, because if she steps in, he is mean to her.

Mom, who I haven’t seen since the day I was taken away, approaches me while I’m playing outside and starts screaming my name over and over. I turn around and see that she’s running towards me. I am young but I can tell that she’s having a manic episode, or she’s on drugs, or both. There’s something not right with her. She grabs me with both arms, and she’s crying. She holds me close—it is the first time she has ever hugged me. It almost feels good. I hear the neighbor shouting not to go with her, but suddenly we’re in a car. This isn’t her car. It was someone else’s car. I’m not sure how she got it. We’re driving. Tears are rolling down her face. Her torn, light pink tank top is soaked—with tears and blood. I don’t know if it’s her blood or not.

“What’s wrong, Mom?” I ask. I’m not afraid of her—after all, she is my mother.

“I love you, sweetheart. We are going to start a life together, just you and me, okay?” She smiles through her tears. I can see her shaking. We’re driving fast. Too fast, I think, but I don’t know for sure.

“What happened?” I ask. I’m not just referring to the blood on her shirt, either. I want to know what happened in the last two years that caused her to never come back for me, like she promised she would when I was being torn from her arms.

“Oh, sweetheart, I’ll explain someday.”

We take a corner too fast and something slides and hits my bare foot. I look down. It’s a gun.

Up until now I’ve only seen guns on TV, when Mr. Evans sits me on the couch at night before bed time. He falls asleep first—and I continue to watch TV well into the night. There are shows on there that aren’t made for little girls, I know. They’re scary, but I don’t move because I don’t want him to wake up and yell at me.

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