It was awkward and I could tell Kathy was puzzled. I must have looked surprised because this woman hardly looked older than Anita. Madiago waved me off and continued speaking. We got out as soon as I parked. “Unfortunately I see many young girls who become mothers way to early in life. It had been a long time since I had spent time with someone who knew what we had both left behind when moving here. That indicated no aunts or uncles on her side of the family. They were talking and laughing when I showed up. We had no sooner gotten on the road and out of town than she scooted over next to me and placed her hand on my crotch. Normally a child such as Anita would go to orphanage, such as the one run by the church in Santa Rosa. With the proper motivation, it did not take long to find a side road leading into bushes. At he attorney’s office I dropped off some papers I had found in her mothers desk. She slept until morning. Anita giggled and nodded without saying anything. I had a feeling that we were going to be good friends in time.
