Katti took a job, working at home selling advertisement on the computer. It was her job to set 
up a sales ad then submit it around the web. Hopefully she would get feed back on it. Each 
new client that signed up for the service Katti made a commission on. It wasn't all a bed of 
roses. This was one of the new tools of the sales trade but still it took a lot of time and energy.
Yet there was no walking out the door, not physical contact, and really no voice contact, overall
it was a great job if she could just manage to make a few bucks. 

One afternoon Katti was on the internet, shifting through the countless wasted e-mail she received.
When a topic caught her eye. (Lost Soul's) Wondering why such a topic, she opened the e-mail,
after all she herself was a lost soul wasn't she. Maybe it would tell her of some miracle to over come
this grief. It had been long enough, almost  5 years. She had no life, no one to love nothing at all.
The windowed opened to a large title of LOST SOUL'S while she waited for the page to load, her
mind drifted to all sorts of thoughts of lost soul's. Was Joel up there lost and looking for her. 
Would she ever get over this lonely feeling for that mater did she want to. Then came the java
script running pictures of children. Kidnapped, abandoned, the face staring her in the screen was
a 13 year old girl, missing since August, 1998 then another picture automatically loaded. A little boy 
of 2 years old kidnapped by someone. Who would do such a think she thought. Clicking on the
more information button to read about the cute face of David. David was stolen from his mother
at a supermarket while she was shopping. He had wandered off from his mother wanting to ride 
the penny pony at the front of the store. After a thoughal search of the building and grounds the
police were called in. Someone had reported that they saw a man carrying a screaming little boy
out of the store, but just assumed it was the boys father. {Oh god!} Katty moaned. { How on 
god's earth can anyone do that to a child, what must the mother be feeling, and the poor father.}
Katti sat there for over an hour reading all the information on the Lost Soul's. Tears in her eyes 
for some of the stories that she had come across. Children beaten, abandoned, misused. Then
a thought crossed her mind, saying the word out loud softly,
"Heather?"

Yes she had a daughter, Heather was her named. Strange that she should say had, for Heather was 
still her daughter. Yet she knew nothing of the little girl. And really did she had a right to call Heather 
her daughter. Tear's ran down Katti's face, not once beyond a slight hint did she ever think of Heather.
There was no knowledge of where she was or what she was doing.  Katti knew that Heather was in 
the care of Donna and John her inlays. Yet she didn't know if Heather looked like her or Joel, she 
never knew if she was sick or healthy, sad or happy. Katti felt she was no better than the people that 
she had been reading about in the Lost Soul's pages. Now the tears ran down her face uncontrollably.
She was rotten, she needed her head examined. What kind of a woman was she anyway.

Carrying herself to the bathroom, she gazed into the mirror as she passed. God, what has happen
to me. Looking for a long time, the tears dried on her swollen cheeks. Making a pat right then, she 
swore she was going to clean herself up and go to see her daughter. Washing her face, and running
a brush thru her hair was a start. Throwing herself across the bed, Katti fell asleep thinking of the
baby she never knew. Tomorrow it was all going to start new. A brand new life. She would put
her sorrow aside and find a piece of love in her heart for her daughter HEATHER!.

The following morning, Katti showered, even put on some clothes for the first time in she didn't
know how long. Made some coffee. Checking her email for messages took most of the morning.
And by afternoon it was time to work on the ads..and send them out. This went on for days.
Day's that Katti didn't call to talk to Donna. Day's that Katti didn't ask about her daughter, but 
she would, it was just a matter of time. Katti wanted to make sure it was the right time. 
Not just calling and saying Hi, its me after all these years. If Katti went off half cocked and 
not prepared she could really stand to lose. They might not even talk to her about Heather, after
all why should they. Katti never made any attempt to see Heather or find out about her before.
So Katti sat, biting her time, getting better and better health wise. Some money even started to
come in from her ads. Katti had received two commission checks at one time. Not a lot of 
money but still something. She paid a couple of bills, and bought some food. Katti was 
forcing herself to eat on a regular basis. Three meals a day if she liked it or not. The food must
have be agreeable with her. The color was returning to her cheeks...and there was even a 
smile on her lips once in a while. She had a new edge on life, to see her daughter.













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