The girl woke up to the terrible realization she was late.
Yes, she and her boyfriend had been busy, she’d in secret gone against all she was taught and now there looked like unforeseen consequences to be paid.
She lived in a small town where everyone’s business was everyone’s business, and soon word spread she had been seen at the hospital. There was no way to hide such a thing as a teenage pregnancy, and pretty soon she confessed to her parents who horrified their good name would be besmirched quickly took steps to remove the problem.
The girl was rushed to confession to purge her soul of the sin, and then arrangements were made for her to spend the time of her being with child in a place far from their home.
The girl was sent away, and for a time she was never spoken of. When the time came for the child to be born, she was told the child would be adopted into a good family, and she could get on with her life.
This was never easy as she bore the burden not only of her sin but the loss of her child.
For the next thirty years, the child was never spoken of, and the family went about their lives telling people their daughter had been away at the college training to be a teacher.
Then one day some thirty odd years later the child re-emerged, and as so much time had passed she was welcomed into the family. She discovered a family she was able to connect with and they, in turn, valued her as a sister.
For so long her name was never spoken, her existence denied, but the girl hung onto the belief of one day being reunited.