Connor
I had to ask Gabe to stay for this talk. There was no way I could do it alone, especially after the day I had had. A part of me always pushed it to the back of my mind, not wanting to acknowledge the fact that I knew my mother was out there somewhere. I wouldn't say I was afriad of the answers but rather afraid that I would find out the reason why she never came for me all these years.
It wasn't like I was hard to find. I was on people's screens every Saturday and on enough magazines and adverts for people to know who I was. She must have known every time someone mentioned rugby or saw myself or my father on the news that she had chosen not to be with us. I knew Dad wasn't a saint but there must have been a time before where he loved. Otherwise I truthfully wouldn't exist.
