Orphanage Janitor Adopts New Boy, His Biological Mom Appears Unexpectedly — Story of the Day
A little boy is abandoned by his mother who thinks he is holding her back from the good life but finds a true home with the orphanage’s janitor.
Looking back, Peter divided his life into the Mother and post-Mother years. The Mother years were hectic, frightening, living in different houses. With different ‘uncles’, different corners into which to cower.
The houses and the uncles may have differed but Mother was always the same. Always irritated with him, even though she turned her sunny smile on every stranger, always harsh even though she had the sweetest voice — and yet Peter cried when she abandoned him.
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Peter still doesn’t remember some things very well, after all, he was just five, but he remembers the visit from a tall dark woman to the latest ‘uncle’s’ luxury penthouse in Miami, Florida.
The woman spoke to Mother at length, asked if Peter was being home-schooled, and if so, had Mother registered him as such. Mother smiled her best smile and spoke to the woman with her sweetest honey voice and the woman went away.
The next day, Mother dragged Peter out of bed early, threw a few of his things into an old backpack, and told him to hurry up and brush his teeth and dress. Twenty minutes later Peter was strapped into the back of Mother’s convertible.
As she drove, Mother talked to Peter. “You stupid little git, once again you screw up my life! Juan told me he can’t afford to have Social Services knocking on his door, so we have to go!”
“Go where Mother?” asked Peter. “Where are we going?”
“You can go to Hell!” Mother exclaimed, “Me? I’m going to Las Vegas!”
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Two days later, Mother stopped in front of a tall building and dragged Peter out. She talked at length to a sour-faced woman in an office, and though Peter couldn’t understand most of what was said, he saw that the woman looked shocked.
Mother turned to Peter. “Well, this is it, kid, you’re on your own.”
“Mother?” Peter whispered, frightened. “Mother, what is happening?”
“I’m leaving, and you’re going to stay here and maybe someone will adopt you — I’ve signed the papers.” Mother said.
“Please, Mother!” Peter was frantic with fear. “Please Mother don’t leave me!” He threw himself at Mother and wrapped his thin little arms around her legs.