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.

in the fish tank and Little Fifi’s cage was still hanging

stopped at the family photo hung in the living

smiles in the photo. Back then, Charlotte was carefree and Mrs. Berry smiled as if

over and

they were poor back then, they were

the photo was enough to put

fat,” Jamie said, laughing

picture. “I looked fatter than you. Look at my short

it for

her lips as

used to comb and tie my hair when I was young. After I got you, she started learning other cute ways of tying girls’

“She would try different braids every

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

do. I always look at them when I come back. Let

off and went back to

my

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