I stayed with Jenette for a few days while she got in contact with Oliver's mum. They were once Neighbours after all and apparently got in touch from time to time.


I learnt that Levi had died a few years before. Jenny seemed okay. As okay as you can be after your husband's death. It turned out that they were aware that I was to be taken away, they just didn't know how to tell me, and thought they had more time to do so. They never fostered again or had children of their own. For 13 years it had been just them. Longing for the daughter that was taken away. They had tried to find me, but the privacy and confidentiality laws within the foster system made it near impossible.


I left after the fifth day; promising Jenny I would return soon. Jenette had spoken to Nell, Oliver's mum, who had spoken to Oliver's wife Camilla. We texted for hours and next thing I knew I was ringing the doorbell to their huge suburban home. Cami had tears in her eyes when she opened the door and hugged me tight. I hugged her back, but it was half-assed. I just wanted to see Oliver.


We sat and talked while we waited for Oliver to return home from work. When the door flung open and two red-headed children ran in, school bags tumbling to the floor, I felt like I would explode. Seeing Oliver was like taking a breath of fresh air after being denied it for 12 years. He didn't recognise me at first. I had changed a lot. So had he. The bags under his eyes were dark and he was too thin. Too pale. But he was Oliver. My best friend.


I watched the children, a boy and a girl, run to their mother for hugs. I couldn't help but chuckle to myself, "Twouble Twins." When I turned back, he was staring at me. He looked like he would cry. He whispered my name, so quiet I could barely hear him.


We were frozen for so long. Just staring at each other until Cami broke the silence. "She found you Oli. She's here." We all cried. The kids must've thought we were all nuts. Oliver's arms wrapped around me so tight I could barely breathe. I didn't care. After a moment I gestured for Cami to join. Even the kids giggled as their tiny arms stretched around our knees. This was it. What I had been searching for. What I had missed horribly. This was home.