" Erin, HELP! Come over now, please!"
" What? Brandy what happened?"
" There's a baby in my kitchen!"
" If you don't me asking, but HOW DID YOU GET A BABY?????????"
"I don't know how!!!! I found it on my porch. Arggggg!! Just come over please and help me!"
" Ok, I'll be there in a while."
" Ok, bye."
"Bye."
Brandy panicked as the baby started to cry. She picked up the baby, but when she did a note fell from the blanket that the baby was wrapped in.
Dear the person who has my son,
I'm sorry for putting you through this, but I had no choice.
I can't take care of my son, because my job is very hectic and my son
wouldn't have a chance to have a proper father around.
You're probably wondering why his mother isn't taking care of him.
Well, to answer that for you, she died at childbirth so I'm the only parent that he has left.
Please don't turn him into Social Services, I promise that I'll be back for him when I have more time to be his father.
His name is Adrian and he is only 2 months old.
Please tell him when he's older and asking about me that I love him with all my heart.
Farewell, take care of him for me.
From: Adrian's father.
