Chapter 1
Somewhere over the Scottish Coast…
Wringing my hands I stared out the little airplane window watching the ocean below us caressed the coastline below, cresting in white washed waves upon the jagged rocks below.
It was an unnerving sight for someone who had never been on a plane, let alone seen the ocean before. But I was here for a reason, and the reason was enough to have pushed me way out of my comfort zone. It was to find the family I never thought I had.
As far as I knew my own story it had started when I was found as a baby abandoned in a Safe Harbor box at the local firehouse in Odessa, Tennessee. No one had seen who left me and there was nothing, but a short note attached to my swaddling cloth. And even that had only been a name, possibly real my name, but most likely not.
Foster care had been hard growing up. No one had ever showed back up for me and never being adopted had been even harder. My final group home for girls had been on a local ranch and had been more like a work camp then a home.
But now aged out at twenty-one I had nowhere else to go. I had been called to the local CPS office and my case worker had quickly processed my release paperwork and handed me a small stack of what appeared to be letters.
“What’s this,” I had asked uncertainly reaching out for them.
“These came in the mail to us a few days ago and I figured I might as well give them to you now,” she said off handedly.
I looked down at the front of the top letter to see my name written there along with the name of another woman, the sender. But the address of where they had come from is what stunned me.
I slid back in the chair, just staring at them in confusion. After a long moment I looked back to my case worker.
“Do you know who these are from?” I asked, lips dry.
She shrugged. “Don’t know and don’t care. As of today you and they are no longer my problem. You’ll find under the stack the information for a temp house for you to stay at for the next few weeks while you figure out where you need to go.”
And that had been it. She had removed me from her office and send me on my way with my one small suitcase of everything I owned in the world.
Not being able to hide my curiosity over the letters I had gone to a local coffee shop to sit and read them. What those letters had contained was hopefully going to change my life.
So here I sat waiting for the announcement that the plane would be landing in Edinburgh and a new chapter to my life would start.
To be honest I didn’t know what to expect or how to feel about it. My supposed family on my mother’s side had somehow recently tracked me down through the American social services program.
