Dialated

Left out in the dark.Thats how my life began. My mother didn't want me, so she left me in a basket in the local park. I was found under the weeping willow tree, or thats what my Moma told me. She and my Papi found me there. Under that tree, crying, hysterical. Moma looked at Papi, and he nodded in understanding. Moma and Papi had always wanted a child, but they hadnt been blessed with one until they found me crying under the willow. They named me 'Willow' after the womping willow.
As i got older i came to understand that I wasn't moma and papis real daughter, but i let them believe that i thought i was. Moma and Papi loved me, unlike my birth mother. Or thats what i thought.
When i was around 15 years old my mother came looking for me. She thought that i would welcome her with open arms into my life. Well she was wrong. I don't know exactly how she did it, but one day on my way home from school she cornered me. 'Jamie, oh my Jamie' she sobbed. I had no idea what or who she was talking about. So, naturally i avoided her. She grabbed me as i tried to sidestep her though, so i was forced to confront her. 'Look lady. I have no idea who you are, or who this 'Jamie' person is. Would you please let me go? My Moma will be worried if im not home soon.' She let go of me and i walked home.
To my surprise, at dinner that night, the lady was there. Apparently she was Moma's baby sister. Apparently she was my mother.
I didn't find out that she was my mother until later that night, which was probably better. Moma announced that the woman would be living with us for a while, and that she would be staying in my room. No ifs, ands, or buts. So that night, as i was trying to fall asleep, the woman started apologizing to me. I had no idea what was going on. I assumed that she was just sleep talking so i didn't answer her pleas for forgiveness. But when she said my name i knew that she was talking to me. 'Willow, baby, im so sorry. I shouldnt have left you, but i couldnt take care of you. Your father didnt know that i was pregnant........' some husband he was not knowing that his wife was pregnant. She just kept babbling, going on and on about how sorry she was, and i had no idea what she was talking about. But then it hit me. SHE was the mother that hadnt wanted me. SHE was the one who left me under that tree. SHE brought me to Moma and Papi, but she was Momas sister. Why didnt she just leave me with Moma, until she could get me? Why did she leave me under that tree.
So many questions, But no answers.