Deirdre's birthday had taken place on the 29th of October and she was now twenty years old, which she found weird. The birthday itself had been wonderful, however. She had spent it with her girlfriends and her friends and even though Peter had been asleep, she hadn't felt neglected or unloved. The difference between teenage Deirdre and the twenty-year-old Deirdre was that she knew exactly how much people loved her. She was a demon, and she still had people who came after her when she was taken away. To Paris. And those people had been nearly all over Europe before they found her. They had supported her through her recovery and they had been behind her when she decided not to keep the baby. She was lucky and she knew it.
( Growing Up )
( Growing Up )