As she sat on the park bench,
Lorraine nervously thought about how Patterson would react if she told him the
baby was his and then the truth came out...
"Oh, my god,
Lorraine! How could you do this? How could you tell me this was my
son and have me fall in love with this child only to rip him out of my
no! That's not how it is. Oh, I didn't know what to do! Please
believe me. I never meant to hurt you. I never meant to hurt
anyone. I was just so scared."
scared that you lied to me? How could you do this to me? How could
you give me something so wonderful and then just rip out my heart? I-I can
never forgive you for this! I-I hate you!"
Then Douglas' voice began to
ring in her ears...
"Why couldn't you tell
me you were having my child? Didn't you think I had the right to
"Douglas, I was
frightened! I didn't know what to do. If I'd told anyone the truth,
there would have been so much trouble! I-I only did what I thought was
"Best? Best for
you! Didn't you think this child deserved to know who his father is?
Didn't you think I would want to know my own child?"
"Oh, Douglas, please
"I can never
understand this! You didn't think I was good enough to be the father of
No. That's not it at all!"
Lorraine inhaled deeply as she
tried to shake off the images in her head. She knew that to reveal the
truth now would be devastating to all involved. However, she realized that
lies always had a way of revealing themselves. The fallout from the truth
coming out later would be even more cataclysmic. Was that a chance she was
willing to take? Could she really lie and name Patterson as the father of
her baby? Oh, if only he were the father. It would make things so
much easier. But could she look at herself in the mirror every day for the
rest of her life knowing the lie that she carried around inside?
She again laid a hand on her
stomach and knew that she had to make a choice. She carefully weighed her
options again and then looked up in the sky as if hoping to receive a
sign. With a sigh, she knew what she had to do. She knew what would
be best. She swallowed hard and looked down at her stomach.
"Well, little one,"
she sighed, "it's time you had a daddy. I realize who it has to
be. Now, I just have to find the courage to tell him." She knew
the risks involved and she knew the price she was going to have to pay.
However, it was a risk she was going to have to take.