21st May 1999
Today is the day. I’m still in the kids home and my baby is taking his last day in foster care. I don’t know when mine will be, I smoke pot and drink too much. I’ve got important things today, I get to meet his new parents as they take him away from me. I’m broken. Inside all my anger is snarled up and I don’t think I can take anymore. I get to say goodbye one last time. One last time. What will happen? I’m too scared to this, I want to snatch him up and runaway with him. My baby boy. I hope his new parents can do the best and they can nurture him to forget what a waste of space I am.
Love Julie ❤
Julie stomps out of the bedroom and walks slowly to the bathroom. Music is playing in another room.
Julie: CATHERINE I’M GOING TO KILL YOU IF YOU DON’T TURN IT OFF.
Catherine: I’d like to see you fucking try
Julie: I’d love to, you useless slag.
Catherine: haha come on then you bitch
Julie: why are you singing perfect moment anyway? What’s so fucking perfect for you? You’re a waste of space. Your life is a fucking mess.
Catherine: look at the state of you.
With that comment Julie lunged forward swinging her arm with her palm landing on Catherine’s cheek with a loud slap.
Simon stepped out of the office and onto the landing.
Simon: JULIE!!! In the office now! There’s a letter for you. Read it before you do anything you might regret.
We cannot thank you enough and are desperately looking forward to meeting you tomorrow.
David and Sarah.