Desert

mom and sonShe looked into his tear filled eyes and made him a promise that she would always love him and would never desert him.

She told him to never forget that. She had no idea that in just a short time, her ability to keep that promise would be ripped away from her…

He was taken away by people we trusted. She may never see him again. what must he think of her? That she broke her promise? That she really did lie to him? That she does’t love him?

She can barely stand the thought of him believing she doesn’t want to see him. He doesn’t know it’s not her choosing. She has no control over this forced separation.

While she knows he will not be harmed, it does not change the fact that he shouldn’t have to suffer this emotional scar anymore than she.

They may say he’s young and doesn’t miss or even remember her at all…but she knows better.

This is the cruelest fate a mother can endure…the abduction of her only child, by the one person she thought she could trust.

His father came for his weekly overnight visit…while the divorce wasn’t pain free, it was okay by most standards. There was never any indication that he would do something as insanely cruel as this.

He knows how much she loves their only child…her sweet little boy Seth…now only four years old.

Now looking back she wonders, what made him so sad that day…when he cried and said “but mommy, you’re not going to love me anymore!”…had he heard his father say something? She had asked him at the time why he would think that? But he didn’t have a strait answer…but they hugged tight as she promised her forever love for him.

Had his father been cruel to Seth? Had she missed some signs? Joe had always had a harsher way with Seth than she, but she never saw anything over the top, if she had…she would have most definitely called CPS. Since the divorce things have been cival and the weekly visits for Seth seemed to be going fine…although he was always tired after coming home from a visit, she figured it was just due to not sleeping as well as he does at home in his own bed.

This…This was the one nightmare that she had always said she could never survive. Losing a child. Whether from kidnapping or death. Joe knew this. This is how he was getting back at her for the divorce. He and his trampy little “Nanny” he brought into their family a year ago. How had she been so stupid? So blind? Had they planned this even then?

It’s been over a month since she has seen or spoken with her baby. What must he think? How can they be this heartless? She can almost understand the vengeance put upon her by Joe, but do they not see that this will be equally hurtful for Seth? They know how close she and Seth always have been…this separation has got to be causing Seth emotional trauma.

They just don’t care. They are doing what they want with no regard for anyone else involved. The police have tried to locate the three of them since she reported Seth missing a few hours after she expected Joe to drop him home after their visit. At first she thought Joe was just running late, as per his usual. He never was much for being punctual. But after a couple hours, something told her that this time, something was different. She frantically kept dialing Joe’s cell, going strait to voicemail each time. She left several messages, all unanswered.

The first week she didn’t sleep or eat. She was either crying hysterically or staring blindly into space. She was a walking zombie. The police claimed they would have Seth back home soon…by the second week, she knew if she wanted to get her baby back, she was going to have to get it done herself.

She hired a P.I. and between him and the cops, they had tracked Joe down in Cancun Mexico. How predictable. Cancun…their honeymoon and vacation spot! Just today she was notified that they have the exact condo address where Joe and a young female and little boy were staying. Could it be true? Is it possible that finally they know where her baby is? She’s afraid that because Joe is in Mexico, it will be harder to get Seth back home.

The hours are crawling by as she waits to hear something. She was told to stay put and stay off the phone. She just sits on the couch clutching Seth’s “Mr. Monkey” and praying for his safe return. She kept visualizing all the things that could go wrong. Just as her emotions were spiraling out of control, there was a knock at the door. She froze…was this it? Is she going to be reunited with her child? Or has something gone horribly wrong?

She answered the door and there was Mike, the big gruff P.I. who had been working alongside the State Police for the past few weeks…He told her that they have found them and they were in custody. Amanda, the nanny, had already admitted everything to the police. How Joe had planned this for many months. Seth was in good hands with a social worker and was being transported home. He should be there within a couple hours!

Her thoughts were just everywhere! She hugged Mike around his neck, saying “Thank You!” repeatedly and kissing him on the cheek. Their embrace may have lingered a tad longer than necessary, but she backed away and asked question after question. Mike patiently answered every one she asked. It seems Joe wasn’t cut out for a life of criminal kidnapping. He didn’t bother to hide his identity or anything. He figured since he was the father, he could take the child wherever and whenever he wanted. Evidently reading the divorce agreement slipped his mind.

All she really cares about is holding Seth. Planting kisses allover his chubby little cheeks! Mike stayed to wait with her. They sat at the table, sipping coffee and going over the events of the past few weeks. What a whirlwind! He had been so supportive and empathetic for her. She has no family and just a few close friends, so his support was very appreciated.

Another knock at the door…they both jumped and the coffee’s spilled over the sides of the cups. She ran to the door. As she flung it open there stood a young lady with a smile on her face, without a word she just turned to look behind her and there was the little blond baby boy…holding a sucker in one hand and a stuffed monkey in the other! He looked up and yelled “MOMMY!!” and she knelt down and scooped him into her arms and kept saying “Oh baby…my precious baby! Mommy has missed you so very much! I’ve been looking for you everywhere! I love you so much My little Monkey!” Seth struggled and pulled back to say “Mommy! I can’t breathe! You’re squishing me!” She let up on her grip and they all shared a laugh.

She sat there that evening with her precious child, watching him play, reading to him, holding him and hugging him. She asked about his time away, and he told her about travelling and adventures. He said Amanda was nice to him and gave him lots of candy. Then he crawled back into her lap and put his little hands on each of her cheeks and said “Mommy, I knew you were loving me the whole time I was gone! I knew you didn’t desert me!”

He was so very right. She was loving him the whole time. She would never desert him. A mommy never deserts her children.

The End

This is obviously a very “rough” story. It just flowed out of me and I typed as it did, no editing or researching…just a simple amateurish story…something to keep my mind busy for a bit….Sometimes I write just as an escape…sometimes to vent…sometimes to educate, and sometimes for fun. This was just an escape, so please forgive any typos or implausability. I’m missing someone right now, and writing is one way to get “out of my head” for a bit. Thanks so much for reading.

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