Nicky Webber’s Reviews > The Foster Mother > Status Update

Sometimes there’s a hairline crack in a dark corner of your life and you know if you unload this awful, ugly broken fragment, it will explode the new relationship.

"That's just it. She pretended to be normal, but was completely unhinged. I offered to pay for psychiatric care, but she refused. The longer things went on the worse she got. I told her to get tranquillisers or anti psychotics and I could organise it through a specialist at the hospital, but she wouldn't hear a word about it. I was at my wit's end."

"Fumbling a little, I hold the baby the same way my mother let me hold my younger brother. Its tiny bare feet are cold. I frown and glance down at the baby’s screwed up red face. It bawls again, sobbing so hard the pacifier falls from its mouth onto the porch floor. I notice a large red lump forming on its forehead. Something isn’t right. My throat tightens with fear. Is this man hurting the baby?"

"Fumbling a little, I hold the baby the same way my mother let me hold my younger brother. Its tiny bare feet are cold. I frown and glance down at the baby’s screwed up red face. It bawls again, sobbing so hard the pacifier falls from its mouth onto the porch floor. I notice a large red lump forming on its forehead. Something isn’t right. My throat tightens with fear. Is this man hurting the baby?"