October Baby Page #3

Can I call you back?

The iron's on fire.

[ Scoffs ]

Sure. That's fine. Whatever.

Call me back.

Bye.

[ Sighs 1

[ Rock Splashes ]

[ Rock Splashes ]

- We didn't even talk about it before you sent the e-mail.

- What am I supposed to do?

I find out my daughter is contemplating suicide.

Am I supposed to do nothing?

- I don't think so.

- It's not like that.

Hannah, sweetheart.

Please sit down. Uh-

We need to talk to you.

You've had 19 years to talk to me.

I can understand

why you would feel that way,

but, please, I would like

to talk to you now, so sit-

I don't want to sit down.

I don't want to talk about it.

- Then what do you want?

- I want to see my birth certificate.

Why? Because I want

to know who I am. I-

This is who

you are, Hannah.

Okay. Well, I wanna know who my birth mother is.

I wanna know how I can find her.

- I can't do that.

- Why?

Because I can't.

I can't- [ Sighs ]

All right. I can't do that because I

have no idea who your birth mother is.

- I have no idea where she is, when she-

- Here.

It's your birth certificate.

Thank you.

[ Footsteps Depart]

[ Door Closes ]

[ Sighs ]

[ Vehicle Approaches ]

[ Engine Off]

[ Door Opens ]

Wh-Wh-

Who's there?

Hello?

It's me.

You can put down the pepper spray.

Great.

How did you know

I was here?

You are

way too predictable.

I am not.

I am not.

[ Sighs 1

Can I come in?

No. I'm mad at you.

What are you doing?

I am taking off my shoes.

Why are you

taking off your shoes?

Because... I'm sorry.

And I don't like

when people are mad at me.

Especially you.

So you doing all right?

No.

You want to

talk about it?

Mmm- No.

My whole... life

is a lie.

WW do you say that?

The hip surgeries,

the nightmares,

the... asthma,

the seizures-

All of it's connected.

My parents

aren't my parents.

They adopted me.

And...

they adopted me because my birth

mother tried to abort me.

I guess I wasn't

supposed to survive.

And I barely did.

All I know- Well, all

they will let me know...

is that I was born in a

hospital in Mobile, Alabama,

which is 12 hours away.

And I don't know

how I would get there.

Or if I did go,

what I would do.

I just-

I want answers.

I want answers

to all these questions.

I want to be able to get

on with my life. You know?

Because right now,

I just feel stuck.

Like there's-

Like there's no way out.

,/',/' [ Rock Ba//aa Faint]

I'm stuck in this place

that I hate.

,/',/' [ Man Singing, /nd/stincf]

[ Mutters, Chuckles]

Told you I didn't want

to talk about it.

Wow. Hannah, I-

I'm sorry.

I don't know

what else to say. Uh-

I imagine things are

pretty terrible right now.

But they'll get better.

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