Saturday, May 8, 2021

Her mother

 The screaming stopped with the slamming of a door.

‘Who the hell was that?’

‘Sarah’s mother.’

‘You’re her mother.’

‘Her biological mother.’

‘What did she want?’

‘Sarah.’ Hannah dropped to her haunches, crying.

‘But you’re her mother now. … Hannah?’

‘The adoption … it hasn’t been finalized.’

‘But …’

‘Mom, what are we going to do.’

‘You need to talk to Matt. And to a solicitor.’

‘She’s going to take her baby … our baby back. She says she’s not ill anymore.’

‘Ring Matt. I’ll collect Sarah from school.’


‘It’ll be okay.’

‘She’s her child.’

‘She’s yours as well.’

A drabble is a story of exactly 100 words.

1 comment:

Margot Kinberg said...

This is really powerful, Rob. As an adoptive parent myself, I have a lot of empathy for Hannah. You captured the points of view brilliantly, and I like the ambiguity at the end.