Without a trace.. (Sequel to GAME PLAN.)

Introduction

Rita sat cross legged on her living room floor, watching the two year old girl play carelessly in front of her. There was no doubt about who her father was. Her ginger tinted curls bounced to just below her chin and her blue eyes captivated anybody within a ten metre radius.

She couldn't do it, get rid of her child that is, but by the time she had made that decision she feared it was too late to turn back. She ran, disappeared without a trace and never looked back. Ricky didn't even know that his daughter existed.

"What are you thinking about, mummy?" Robyn asked her mother innocently, noticing the vacant expression.

"I'm thinking that it's time we went home, and find your daddy."