Chapter 8
I stayed with Jess for 2 weeks and then they came.
"Jess! Becky! Your parents!" Ruth yelled (she was a social worker) we ran downstairs, there stood mum and dad (Jess's) "mum! Dad! Your here!" Jess wept, mum hugged her, "oh Jessica! Lacey!" mum wept, "I'm...I'm not Lacey any more Mrs Jackson, I'm Rebekah, Rebekah Fiddle. My parents found me." I broke the news, they had to know surely? Mum and dad looked gobsmacked, "you...you found your parents! And they changed your name! How dare they!" dad grumbled angrily, I suppose they had a good reason to grumble, I was their daughter much more then my own family's, "yes I know mr Jackson but you see they want me back now," I said smiling at him, I knew this would make him more angry, "I know you'll be sad for a while, but you've got Jess,"
An hour later they were gone. And Jess. I ran upstairs and called mum,
"hello?"
"hey mum it's me,"
"oh hi darling,"
"mum? Can I come home now? Jess's parents came to get her,"
There wad silence,
"umm You ask your father and then if you are, me and you will go shopping,"
"ok mum I'll ask him,"
"love you,"
"love you too mum,"
We were cut off, I then dialed dads number,
"Hello poppet,"
"hey dad,"
"what's the problem becky? You sound down,"
"Jessica's gone home dad, so I was wonderin' can I come home?"
He laughed, "of course sweetheart! I'll come over right now!"
He cut me off, I grabbed my suitcase and put everything in it, I then ran downstairs to find Ruth
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