Jackie's Notes: Summary of The Emily case file as put together by Jackie Crosby of NYCSS on June 6th, 2002. Emily had always been special, and personally I've grown more fond of her than I have of any other child I've been assigned to. She was found as a baby, and kept in the orphanage until she clocked two when she was given into the care of a childless couple, George and Tina Cormack. Frequent visit showed that they took care of and loved her as their own, until they had their own child, and poor Emily began to feel side casted. Noticing this, we moved her over to another couple, Adrian and Nina Johnson, who had three kids of their own. After a while, we discovered that Emily grew unhappy each day, but yet she wouldn't talk about it. She'd become secretive. We decided to move her again, and this was her will. Roland and Esther Davis were her next foster parents, and they had a daughter about Emilys age, so she was excited that she had a playmate. But frequent visits proved tha

She raised an eyebrow. "Yes, but you should talk to my partner, Jackie Crosby, she's in charge ...""I know, but I want to talk to you."Then she smiled suddenly."Does your parents know you're here?"Wait, was she insinuating that I was too young or..."Pardon?"She waved me off with her hand."That wasn't funny, you know?""Yes, I just love making dry jokes," she said and laughed at herself.Yep, dry joke indeed.But I had no time to waste."I'm a friend of Emily," I said, and I wondered why I did. Emily and I were just mates. "And although she refuses to talk about it, I know she's being maltreated. The other day, I found a hand imprint on her cheek, and she was evasive on the subject. She's hungry a lot, hassled most times..." I sighed.Iness leaned closer. "I've been suspecting that for a time now. But I don't have evidence.""And that's what I'm here for. I'm proposing we work together. Emily doesn't want to talk, but we could dig up info. The pointers are there, you just aren't

I've never thought I'll be back here, at NYCSS.But we were.The previous three days had been hell for me, especially when I discovered that my case was reopened, and being worked on.Iness and Jackie, they were so persuasive that I had finally opened up everything, especially when they showed me a recording from a camera which they had hidden somewhere at home.Lilian and Joseph were going to be prosecuted, but I refused it.I didn't want to go through another drama, now that the first was ended.I still couldn't believe it...I'm free.I smiled at Iness and Jackie, and threw my arms around them one more time."Thanks so much!!" I said for the umpteenth time.I decided to work as a junior staff in the SS, while dedicating my time to finding my parents.But those three days of my greatest joy had a downside to it.I haven't seen Lorenzo, and even Festus stopped coming.It really weighed me down, especially as he was the only one who had started the slow process of uncovering the real me

I sat at the dinning, dejected, as I picked on my food.Deep in thought.I didn't notice Joseph come in from the kitchen, or sit down at the table, until he tapped me.''You're not eating. ""I'm not hungry."Joseph sighed, and lifted a spoon of chicken soup to my lips."I said no!" I yelled. Can't you see were doomed? Since Emily left, we've been experiencing financial problems. And... I wrapped an arm around my stomach and sobbed. Joseph I lost him. He would have been a nice little boy with my looks and your height. Sometimes I think the miscarriage was Emily's fault!""Lilian don't relieve it," Joseph said and wrapped his hands around her shoulder.How could he tell his wife that perhaps, the two miscarriages were the result of their maltreatment of Emily.I was listening to Christy Lane's "One More Chance."The song was old, but I loved the lyrics.🎵Maybe I didn't treat you...🎵Quite as good, as I should have...🎵Maybe I didn't love you...🎵Quite as good, as I should have...?

I bubbled with excitement, refusing to be put down by Iness's sad gaze and Wendy's as I sat in her office."I saw the news too, Emily," she said, "But I'm not sure...""Iness..." I whined."Emily, wait. I'm not sure, because I don't want you to experience what you had in--""Iness....""Wait. In the hands of the others. So, we'll do a background check, give them a call, and organize a DNA test."I huffed out air through my mouth and sunk in my seat."Seriously?" I turned to Wendy, who nodded her agreement."I think Mrs Iness is right. And it doesn't hurt...."If that is what it took, then I'll go for it. I'll do anything to be with my parents again. And a DNA would be just an extra proof.But I was shaking inside me.What if...by some evil manipulation... the test proved negative?.Iness put the phone down and linked her long fingers together on her plain oak table."I've put the call through. They're on their way."Somehow I wasn't so excited.If indeed they were my parents, and the