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.

The goldfish were swimming in the fish tank and Little Fifi’s cage was still hanging on the balcony, swaying

the family photo hung

wore their brightest smiles in the photo. Back then, Charlotte was carefree and

fly over and was caught

were poor back then,

enough to put a smile on

Jamie said, laughing at himself, “I

“I looked fatter than you. Look

it for you,”

on her lips as she reminisced about

tie my hair when I was young. After I got you, she started learning other cute ways of tying girls’ hair so she could

Mommy,” Ellie answered in thrill, “She would

for a photo after she tried something

them when I come back.

back to

go get my

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