the switch

*1990 Remerance*

Stung by a piercing pain in her heart, graces eyes watered from the pain in her soul. The rumbling thunder of that chilly bitting night had sunk in her sobs, drowning her wailing noises through the heavy downpour of rain.

“Where's my son ?“ Grace's voice emerged with fleeting rage, as she watched Charles make his way from the outpost of their home, banging close the door heavily behind himself as he ran through the heavy flooding rain, into their home.

Charles walked in, heaving as his breath fell of heavily from the cold, he bore on him a child upon his arms covered in swaddling clothes, wailing profusely as one who had been deprived of care.

“Where's my son?“ Grace tossed oncemore her question with great fury which fell through her saddened lips. Sure as daylight was heralded by the sun, grace stood in great assurance that the child which Charles bore up his arms was hers, he although same age didn't belonged to her, he was in no way her son, a strong grip of her m