Chapter 30

SAMANTHA could not sleep the whole night. She tried to call her mother and Frank many times but both could not be reached. She was annoyed. Her head began to ache. There must be an answer behind the picture. Who is Frank to her mother?

She tried to remember the time when she met Frank. It was very casual. A simple HI and HELLO when they crossed each other and met at the elevator almost every day. They were from the same country and living at the same building. Casual greetings turned to short conversations. Followed by coffee invitation at the coffee shops just a few blocks from the apartment building. Small talks. Nothing unusual. She was alone and lonely and pregnant. She needed someone to talk to, somehow. Until she needed Frank for some errand during her pregnancy until her hospital delivery.

They were acquainted and eventually became friends. Never crossed her mind that the man had treasured old photographs with her mother. If it was not an accident, it must be fate. She has to k