Forbidden Love

I followed her home. She lived four blocks from school. I walked the four miles to our apartment. I was in the 9th grade, she was in the 8th grade. I knew her name, she knew mine. My mother was a custodian at the school, her mother the wife of the doctor in town, she taught piano to the rich kids.

On Tuesdays her mother taught piano at the church, Tuesdays she was alone until her mother came home. She got pregnant and she went to live with her grandparents, the baby put up for adoption. I went to reform school until I was 18. I learned how to be a motorcycle mechanic in reform school. Went into the Coast Guard, learned electricity. She went to college in the East, married a rich boy and moved to Boston with him. She has two more kids.

My son found me when he was 16, I was married then with four other kids. I helped him find her, his mother. She was scared, but now she accepts him. He is a good kid, he's going to go to college. Her husband told me not to speak to her, I can't do that, not anymore. The feelings are there, I see it her eyes. She suffered being sent away, in my family she would have been embraced, one more kid. No one cares, all kids are welcome, no one would tell you to give your kid away.

Kids are dumb, they do stupid things, she let me in, let me get close with her, show her how much I loved her. For us it's just kid stuff, the feelings are real, but life is not fair. I have my wife, she has her husband, I live in LA she lives in Boston. We have our son, that's what matters. He is a good kid, no one can take that away from us.

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