The Face I Never Forgot<\/b><\/p>\n
I froze.<\/p>\n
The woman sitting on the street was filthy, wrapped in layers of tattered clothing. But her eyes\u2014those deep, familiar brown eyes\u2014locked onto mine, and my breath hitched.<\/p>\n
It couldn\u2019t be.<\/p>\n
“Mom?” The word slipped out before I could stop it.<\/p>\n
She flinched. Then she laughed\u2014a hollow, broken sound. “Sorry, kid. You must have me confused with someone else.”<\/p>\n
But I wasn\u2019t confused.<\/p>\n
I had spent years staring at the one photo I had of her. The woman in front of me had the same delicate nose, the same curve of her lips.<\/p>\n
I knelt beside her. “It’s you. I know it\u2019s you.”<\/p>\n
Her expression wavered. Her lips parted slightly. And then\u2014her eyes filled with tears.<\/p>\n
“Josh?” she whispered.<\/p>\n
The world spun.<\/p>\n
My mother\u2014the one my father swore was *dead*\u2014was sitting in front of me, alive.<\/p>\n
I should have felt joy. Relief. But instead, rage bubbled in my chest.<\/p>\n
“Mom, what happened? Dad said\u2014he *said* you died!”<\/p>\n
She looked away, rubbing her arms. Her hands shook. “He told you that?” Her voice cracked.<\/p>\n
I swallowed hard. “Yes. He never let me say goodbye. We moved away right after.”<\/p>\n
She let out a bitter, shaky breath. “That bastard,” she muttered. Then, turning to me, she placed a trembling hand on mine.<\/p>\n
“Josh, I didn’t die. He *made* me disappear.”<\/p>\n
My stomach lurched. “What do you mean?”<\/p>\n
She glanced around, paranoid, as if expecting my father to appear any second. “I was in the hospital\u2026 but I was getting better. Then one night, I woke up in a different place\u2014a clinic for people with ‘mental struggles.’ I begged for someone to call you, but no one would. Your father put me there, told them I was unstable, and after a while\u2026 he just stopped paying. They kicked me out. And I’ve been on the streets ever since.”<\/p>\n
I couldn\u2019t breathe.<\/p>\n
He had *lied.* My father had stolen her from me, erased her from my life as if she were nothing.<\/p>\n
And then he replaced her.<\/p>\n
Erika.<\/p>\n
My fists clenched. My entire life had been built on a lie.<\/p>\n
I met my mother’s gaze again, this time with determination.<\/p>\n
“You’re coming with me,” I said firmly.<\/p>\n
Her lip trembled. “Josh, I\u2014”<\/p>\n
“No. I\u2019m not leaving you again.”<\/p>\n
For the first time in years, I felt whole. And for the first time in her life, she had someone fighting for *her.*<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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