Ranette was running around making the last minute preparations for the party tonight, so I had some time to sit down and think. Annie, in Scotland, under a different name, with the baby I called my daughter. I wonder what she is doing right now. I hope she's ok. And I also feel bad because I haven't tried nearly hard enough to find her. But maybe that's for the best. She is probably better without me, because there is no way I am good for her.
I think I've proved that.
But I really should try and see her, or at least find out if she's ok. The hospital did give me a number...
"Hello? I'd like to have a progress report on Annie please."
"Who is this?"
"Ah yes. Well Ms Alexandria, Annie was doing well when she left. That is all I can tell you."
"Can't you tell me anything else?"
"I'm afraid not."
"But I want to see her."
"I'm afraid I can't let you. It is paramount that she be left alone."
"And what if I go and try to find her?"
"Then we can do nothing to stop you. But I warn you, it may damage her recovery."
I hang up and sit staring at the phone. So, do I look for her or not?