One Blue Sock

One blue sock. That's all I have to remember him by. That's all that she left behind when she stole my baby boy. She took him and everything we'd bought for him with her, and loaded up the moving van with it all. The court told me that it was her right as a parent. They also told me that I had none. They said I wasn't safe for him, that I was too unstable.

At least my brakes work. She couldn't say the same.