My ex-girlfriend Evangeline’s former best friend Tara got pregnant in high school by a boy named Cody. Since she and Cody were on the outs at that point, she was by nearly everyone to have an abortion or put the baby up for adoption. Seeing the child as an opportunity to mend fences with Cody, she elected to keep the child.
Cody, meanwhile won a scholarship at Cross. Interested in a new life, he left Colosse and found Jesus.
There was one little problem: His son back in Colosse. The whole ‘child out of wedlock’ thing didn’t particularly fly with his Super-Christian peers, so he decided that in order to be a good Christian kid he would have to pretend that his son didn’t exist, which he did.
It took Tara a while to figure out what was going on. Whenever she’d go up to Gilead, he’d meet her out of town. Generally he’d take trips to Colosse instead. This was mostly a tapering off mechanism to stop seeing his son entirely so that he could get a new start with his Born-Again status.
Neither Tara nor Evangeline are particularly religious, so they were not particularly understanding when they put the pieces together. Rather, they wanted blood.
And they got it.
The next weekend they drove up to Gilead armed with 100 flyers. Everywhere they could they put flyers containing a picture of Cody, a picture of Cody’s son (the resemblence obvious), and below it the words “Have you seen my Daddy? I haven’t seen him in six months.”
Cody stopped speaking to them for a while after that, so they never found out how that went over with his peers.