lindabkelly·May 5, 2020the interrogationI felt like a fugitive, huddled low against the window of the bus making myself as small as possible. What would my parents think if they…
lindabkelly·Mar 10, 2020The Assault.I woke up disorientated, unsure of where I was and in pain. I started to open my eyes while trying to figure out my surroundings. Realising…
lindabkelly·Sep 1, 2018first encounter…I stood there, speechless. Staring. Wondering. Are you her? Are you my birth mother? Is this actually happening?
lindabkelly·May 28, 2017the registerMammy Kelly stuck her head around the bedroom door. “So, have you thought about it? Are you going to fill out the form?”
lindabkelly·May 22, 2017a story“At least I’m not adopted” she shouted at me from across the road.A response icon1A response icon1
