Autumn's Hospital Room
"What do you know about my dad?" Emily said, looking confused. "Just let me tell my story, this is hard for me to tell, I haven't let anyone know any of this, please," I said, my voice trembling. "Okay, just tell me, take your time," Emily said getting me a glass of water.
"I was born in a very bad part of LA. My mom was poor, and so she took a job working for this guy, in his office. They started a relationship, this was about a year before I was born, or a little more. One day my mom told him she was pregnant. He didn't react well, and he left for a business meeting one day and didn't come back. He sent a letter when I was about 3 months old and said that he was in Arizona and would not be coming back. He said it was because he was married and had been when he met my mother. She got really bad then, she had already been on drugs before I was born, but she went crazy then. She was partying all the time, bringing home strange men every night. Anyway, that's part of the story I want to tell everyone else as well. Your, well our dad had said that he left her because he couldn't deal with her drug problem anymore." I said, pausing for a minute to let her digest what I had said. "How did you find out about this?" Emily said, tears shining in her eyes.
"I know this is hard to believe, and I have proof back at the cottage, I went through my mom's things after she died when I was 15 and found a key to a safety deposit box. Things were crazy at home so I left and went to Arizona to get the contents of the box and I found a letter inside from our father. He apologized for leaving me with her but said that he had another family and had been having an affair with my mom, but that his wife took him back and he had another daughter. He had a picture of her in the letter, at the age of seven, the time he wrote the letter, and he said that he hoped that I would meet her one day. He left me some money and the letter and that is about all I know about him. The letter didn't even have his first name, just his initials." I said, smiling at Emily.
"So how did you know it was me?" Emily asked. "Remember when I asked you where you were from and told you that you looked like someone I knew from California? Well you still look like your picture and when someone said your name it reminded me of something I had heard my mom say before to one of her boyfriends, she told him my father's name and his last name was Bowen." I said. "Why didn't you tell me when you first came here?" Emily asked. "I don't know, I was scared and ashamed of my past," I said. "Why were you scared?" Emily asked. "That is the part of the story I want to tell everyone all at once, the fewer times I have to go through it the better, can you go get everyone else for me please?" I said begging my half-sister to not ask anymore questions.
"Sure, I will get them, don't worry Autumn, the toughest thing now is for you to meet the Quartermaine's and survive dinner." She said laughing, trying to lighten the mood.