You can’t believe how happy I felt as I heard my phone ring and saw the magic digits flashing on the screen: ‘Jill cell.’I felt a confusing mix ...f emotions. Euphoria at knowing I’d be able to hear Jill’s voice and get a better handle on what had happened, but balanced by a clanging fear at what surprises she might spring on me.My flight tracker told me Jill’s flight had only just landed, giving me a warm and happy feeling inside that at least this time she stayed true to her word and rang me. ‘Good,’ the father said. He reached out and shook my hand. I smiled shyly as I listened to his instructions concerning where and when the first meeting would be. ‘I trust you know Tim,’ Father Ostertag said on the first day of our new meeting. ‘Yes,’ I said. I was quite excited. Tim was a senior and he was very cool. He had befriended me in study hall and I loved listening to him when he would talk about philosophy and theology. ‘It’s good to see you,’ Tim said as he reached for my hand. ‘You. I'll always remember that mum was so gentle and understanding with me thatnight. When she had finally been able to settle me down, she told me howproud she was of me. I looked questioningly at her and she replied that shewas proud because I hadn't been mean, that I had been brave enough to seekout what I felt I wanted and because I felt confident enough to tell herabout it straight away. We hugged and mum hustled me off to bed and thenleft.I had so many questions swimming about in my head after. In dem gepolsterten braunen Umschlag befanden sich zwei Dinge.Das erste war ein altes, in Leder gebundenes Tagebuch mit einem abgewetzten Band darum, das den Deckel geschlossen hielt, das zweite war ein dicker Umschlag, auf dem mein Name, Melissa Gordon, in ordentlicher (wenn auch altmodischer) Handschrift stand. Der Brief darin war auf teures schweres Papier getippt, das ein Firmenwasserzeichen in der Mitte der Seite hatte. In dem Schreiben wurde erklärt, dass die Anwaltskanzlei von einem.