85: Influential promises and Promises.

KIKI.

I was so shocked hearing all of this, I couldn’t believe that Grace went through all this and was still the same caring woman she was. Not many women would have turned out this way.

“I am so sorry that you have to go through all this, gosh. That’s is so sad and wicked of them to do.” I said before continuing, “but why didn’t you do something, like go to the police or file a complaint. Surely someone would have helped you, right?” I asked as Grace shook her head vehemently.

“They are one of the most influential families in Italy. They have everyone on their payroll, the court, the police. Nobody dares to even mess with them. Nobody wanted to get on their bad side for any reason. When I told a police about my predicament, he had told me that It was even a miracle that they let me go and so I should be grateful that they could have decided to just eliminate me instead, can you belive that? Hearinf this over and over and hiw they were on my neck to get out of Italy, I knew I had to lay low before they just decide to kill me altogether and I wanted to live. For the sake of my son,, for the hope I had that I would get to see him soon. I have still not lost that hope in any way, to be honest.”

“Even if it’s just a glimpse of him, I wanted to come across him at least once in my life, maybe afterwards, I could die happily knowing that I saw him and he is doing very well. And I know for a fact that the wicked wife wouldn’t hesitate to let him know that he is not her real son. He must have a lot of questions, wondering why I left him, if I didn’t want him, he might have been lied to and I might have been badmouthed to him but I belive that he needs to hear my own side of the story also.” She said as I nodded my head and pulled her into a tight hug.

“It’s true. You are really saying the right things. But to be apart from your son for more than two decades. I can’t imagine that kind of life. You are really strong to have pulled yourself back and came back to UK leaving him behind in Italy. I am not sure I could do that if I was in your shoes. I probably wouldn’t have survived. You are a very brave and kind woman. You have a heart of gold too.” I said consoling her as her shoulders racked from the little sobs that she was trying to conceal.

“Let it all out, please. It’s not easy. You don’t have to be strong again. I am here now. Let it all out.” I said as she wiped her tears.

“Thanks, I feel much lighter now. Thank you for your help. It was really hard talking about this but saying it to you makes me feel so much better. You are a godsent truly.” She said as I smiled.

“Please don’t thank me. I am just being myself. I can’t bear to see you hurt.”

“Can I ask a question? “ She said as I nodded my head.

“Of course you can ask any questions. I would eagerly answer it all. What is it, tell me?” I said as she took a deep breath and said,

“My son, do you think that they would treat him well over there or is he being treated like a slave?” This was a bit hard to answer but I had to give Grace a positive answer. I didn’t want her to feel quilty for something she had no control over.

“Of course. Although the wife may be angry and hates him, he still has his father’s love. Besides the dad wouldn’t allow him to be treated like a slave. He would definitely have a good life but he is going to miss a maternal love." I said as she took a deep breath.

“Sometimes, I wonder if he ever thinks about me? If he hates me? If he thinks I abandoned him, I want to tell him so many things, I want to hear so many things that he had done and been to. I want to hear about his first words, his first step, his first girlfriend, his first date and his prom. College. I missed out on all of it and I want to make up for it.”

“You will. I will help you. I promise. I will help you find out if your son is still in Italy. I have a friend… he will help you. He has connections and resources that can get him any information he needs within a short period of time. I will talk to him, surely after hearing your story, he will want to help you too. Don’t worry about it, I got it covered okay.” I said as she looked at me and said,

“Really? You are promising me that you will help me find my son, but where will you even start from?” She said as I frowned for a while.

“You said they were the most influential family in Italy. Don’t worry, the investigators knows how to do their job even if a decade has passed. They have their way. Just hope, okay?" I said.

“If you do this and really give me a real opportunity to talk to my son, I will never forget this in my life and the next one. I swear. This will be the most kindest thing that anyone has ever done for me.” She said as I smiled and stood up.

“Don’t worry about it. Now, how about making something to eat. I am feeling a bit hungry. Your cooking is quite delicious. What are you making for lunch?” I said trying to change the topic. I don’t want her to be thinking about it all the time.

“Well I was thinking of making curry and rice but since you are here. I guess I will just make another thing entirely. “ She replied as she walked to the counter where I was and brought out a frying pan.

“May I help you?” I asked as she shook her head in panic.

“No you don’t have to. You have done enough for me already. Allow me to say thanks for listening and everything.” She said as I insisted.

“Please, I will tell you juicy gossips that is happening in my workplace if you allow me. I need someone to bitch to anyways. What do you say?” I asked winking at her as she laughed.

“Okay fine. I guess you win.”