Stolen baby stolen truck

Dead mom, I never told you this but when I was 18 I stole my dads truck. A week before, Monique (my daughter) was with her dad for the weekend as we shared custody of her. You had taken me to pick her up from his mothers house where he lived at the time. When I got there his mother answered the door and told me he had moved and had no idea where to. Now at that time Monique’s father, Arturo had cheated on me and got another girl pregnant. He had moved her into his mothers house so him and I were not on good terms. So back to when I went to pick up Mia from her dads house. When his mother told me he moved and didn’t want to tell me where I freaked out and didn’t tell you because I didn’t want to upset you. So I told you that she was going to stay a bit longer and I would get her later. We went back home and as the days went by Arturo would call me to let me say good night to Monique. We had mutual friends so I reached out to one of our good friends Joe and he said he knew where he moved but did not want to get involved and put in the middle. I was so upset and being so young of a mother I had no idea what to do but cry. One night I was talking to Monique on the phone and heard Arturo and his girlfriend Aria fighting in the back ground. I Started to listen to the surroundings to see if I could get an idea of where they moved to. Sure enough I heard a train. There are only two areas that the train passes by in our city. Then I head a scream over the phone and Arturo grab the phone saying it’s time to go now and hung up. Later I found out that he had hit his girlfriend in the head with a phone book and she started screaming. I guess they were fighting over Arturo letting me talk to Monique over the phone. The next day when I was talking to Joe I lied and told him I had an idea of where he moved. Joe stayed quiet at first and then he said, “okay, I’ll tell you everything”. My heart dropped and I was filled with relief. Joe told me they had moved behind the football field of the high school in some pink apartments. It was at that moment that I knew exactly where they were. I waited till you and my dad went to sleep. My dad always left the keys in the kitchen drawer. You and my dad always went to bed about 9 p.m. so just to be sure I waited till 12 a.m. and had Anthony (my lil brother) put the truck in neutral and push the truck down the drive way so I could start the truck. I got in the truck, turned it on and then drove off. I drove straight to the apartments and saw Arturo’s car. I parked and called him on the phone. I said I know where you live and I’m right outside. I said if you don’t bring my daughter back home tommorow I will call the cops and tell them you kidnapped our daughter. He didn’t know what to say but okay. So I drove the truck back home and put the keys back in the drawer and went to bed. The next morning I woke up and you and dad had no idea I had taken the truck. That same day Arturo brought Monique home and we were all happy to have her back home. You never knew Monique was kidnapped or that I stole my dads truck. The things a mother will do for her children.

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