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“Thank you, Blake,” she said. “I’m sure I’ll see you at a reunion sometime.”
“I hope so,” he said and walked out the door.
Getting into his rental car, he suddenly realized he may be on a wild baby chase. Someone had to be yanking his chain.
There was one more old girlfriend here to see and she lived right next to the school. It would be good to see his old alma mater once again. He had many happy memories from this place.
After starting up the car, he drove in that direction.
This time, he wouldn’t go all crazy if he heard a baby’s cry.
Thirty minutes later, he knocked on the door to Elizabeth Maddow’s house.
A young woman answered the door and stared at him in a weird kind of way. “Blake Landry?”
“Yes,” he said not recognizing the woman.
She gave a laugh. “We were in several classes together. It’s been years.”
This wasn’t Elizabeth.
“Oh,” he said. “I’m sorry, I don’t remember you.”
“Henrietta Cartwright,” she said. “Or now I’m called Henry.”
The woman appeared more like a man than a woman.
“Good to see you, Henry. Is Lizzie here?”
“Yes,” she said. “Come on back. She’s working in her office.”
He followed Henry into the house, noting a rainbow sticker on the refrigerator.
Henry knocked on a closed door. “Sorry to bother you, but you have a visitor.”
She swung open the door and Elizabeth sat behind a desk.
“Blake Landry,” she said gazing at him with astonishment. “What are you doing here in Charlottesville?”
What did he say?
“I was wondering if you had time to talk,” he said.
“Sure,” she said. “Henry, would you bring us something to drink?”
“Of course,” the woman said and walked out the door.
“How have you been?” he asked her.
“Great,” she said smiling. “Sorry, I’m working on my third novel. The first two have been huge successes, and well, I try to spend about four hours a day writing.”
She’d always wanted to write a book and was working toward a degree in literature studies when they were in school. Obviously, she’d gotten what she wanted.
“What brings you back to Charlottesville?”
“Well…” he began to tell her about the letter he’d received. For ten minutes, he told her about how he was searching for his child.
About halfway through, she started to laugh. Disappointment filled him and he knew without a doubt that she was not the mother of his child.
