Trusted by Vicki Green

Author:Vicki Green [Green, Vicki]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781501418693
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Goodreads: 21478997
Publisher: Vicki Green
Published: 2014-06-29T04:00:00+00:00

♥ ♥ ♥ ♥

“What’s your daughter’s name?” She looks over at me and smiles, and I take her warm hand in mine.

“Rosie.” I smile back, and my heart is so full.

“What does she look like?” My heart just dropped with her words, and I frown.

“They wouldn’t let me see her.” Her smile moves down and she almost looks like she could cry. “I signed away my rights before she was born, I was forced to by my foster parents. Venice was their foster daughter and I protected her, took beatings for her and we fell in love.” Her eyes are intent on mine, but I see her body stiffen. “She died during childbirth.” Her other hand flies to cover her mouth quickly and her face changes to remorse. I look out the front window and stare at the road as my memories invade me once again. “I couldn’t give her the life I wanted her to have so I agreed to sign the papers. Biggest mistake of my life. I was not quite eighteen and after I killed….” My eyes shift back over to Pearl. “After the struggle and death of my foster dad, I was in jail for six months before my lame lawyer could prove my innocence, and my foster mom had already taken her away. I’ve been sending money, every chance I get, to try to help with expenses but Pearl….?” Her hand leaves her mouth, and a tear falls from her eye. “I want her. I want custody and your dad said he could help me.” Her hand squeezes mine, and her lips turn into a smile.

“Then we’ll do it together, Harley.” My smile can’t get any bigger as I squeeze her hand back and then look out the front, my heart getting a little lighter. I don’t know how I can lose getting Rosie with all this support. Now, I just need to get Pearl healed and strong because I don’t intend on ever losing anyone I love ever again. It’s a little ways to Dr. Phillip’s office, and I’m kind of glad because it gives Pearl and me a chance to talk, really talk. I tell her everything I can remember about my horrible life, some of the other bars I’ve worked at and some of the traveling I’ve done. She was shocked at the one place I told her about where I had to break up fights almost nightly and when someone knifed me in the side. When I pulled up my shirt to show her, her soft finger trailed up the scar the stitches left, the look of worry in her gorgeous eyes, and it was all for me. Me? I still can’t believe she’s mine.

She’s still rubbing the scar when she speaks softly, “So many hardships, so many scars and fights.” She looks up at me with such a look of love. “Weren’t you scared?”

I move my eyes to her and then back out at the road. “When I was younger,

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