The neighbors had always thought that Charlotte was Mrs. Berry’s daughter and those three kids were her grandchildren.

Mrs. Berry tried explaining the situation to them at first, but Charlotte told her she did not have to. After all, Charlotte did feel like she was a daughter to her.

They might not be blood-related, but Mrs. Berry was like family to her.

Mrs. Berry was the second closest to her after her own father.

Although she gave birth to the children after her father’s demise, Mrs. Berry was still a loved one to her.

Mrs. Berry had always been there since Charlotte was a child. She never once left her.

 

She had yet reached the house, but hearing the neighbors talking about Mrs. Berry was enough to bring Charlotte to tears.

“Don’t cry, Mommy,” Ellie said, putting her small hands around her mother’s face, “Mrs. Berry will be watching over us from heaven.”

 

Charlotte nodded and planted a kiss on the girl’s forehead as they walked into the house.

Everything still looked the same.

Alocasia on the table. The goldfish were swimming in the fish tank and Little Fifi’s cage

at the family photo hung in the living

wore their brightest smiles in the photo. Back then, Charlotte was carefree and Mrs. Berry smiled as if her heart

and was caught in

were poor back then,

to put a smile on anyone

so fat,” Jamie said, laughing

looked fatter

it for you,” Charlotte

curved on her lips as she reminisced about

when I was young. After I got you, she started learning other

answered in thrill, “She would try different braids

tenderly. “You would always ask for a photo after she tried something new. I think

them when

off and went back to her room to fetch the

go get my cars and

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