Kiera panicked. She bounced her crying child in her arms and shouted, “Fine, go! But if you walk away now, don’t you ever dream of seeing this child again! I’ll jump right now with my son, and we’ll die right in front of you. I won’t interrupt you and your new girlfriend again!”
Before anyone could react, she ran straight through the crowd with the child in her arms.
Two minutes later, warning lights lit up at the highest point of the roller coaster. She was sitting up there with the baby, body swaying dangerously.
“Allie,” she cried, her voice echoing through the amusement park. “I don’t blame you for forgetting me… or for pretending you don’t know me. I only blame myself for trusting the wrong person. If there’s a next life, if I had the kind of family background that your girlfriend has, would our ending have been different?”
Her voice was so tragic that even I felt a secondhand chill. Gwendolyn and I never imagined a scam artist could take things this far. We stood there, stunned.