Alice turned to see a lady and a little girl clinging to her mother’s hand. Principal Adams had told her to expect them.
“Goodmorning, Mrs Smith I assume and this must be Karine”
The two women exchanged pleasantries as Karine refused to let go of her mother’s hand.
“Karine, it’s such an interesting name..”
“When we adopted her, the nurse told us the birth mother had wanted to name the baby after her mother. I didn’t know her name so we named her after my mother.”
Alice saw the birthmark on Karine’s left ear and remembered the photograph.
P.S. The story is a continuation of sorts from #118 What If..
“Oh no! I’m going to have to wash my trousers again!”
There was a second of silence before the giggling started. Joe blushed a shade of pink as the class turned to look at him. He hadn’t meant to speak out.
Sister Ann put down the book she had been reading from and glared at him..
“Joe, why are you disturbing the class?” she asked seething with anger.
“I’m sorry Sister, It’s only that I can see the clothes line from here and the wind just blew my trousers off…” He said pointing outside the window towards the hostel block.
She was the spitting image of her mother except for the colour of her eyes. She must have got those from her father. The little girl was oblivious of Rachel’s study as she read aloud from the story book.
She was a transfer student and today was her first day.
The girl’s mother had been in Rachel’s first class. She had called them Lilliputian monsters. They had lived up to their name but she loved them nevertheless.
Rachel smiled thinking of her first day. The Encounter was what she liked to call it as when she told people her story.