Tears of gratitude
Jenna wept with gratitude, knowing that she depended on me to support her and that I would take care of Emily when she was gone. “Thank you so much,” she sobbed, her shoulders shaking. “I was so scared, but I know Emily is safe now.” I hugged her gently, feeling the strength of her confidence. “We’ll get through this together,” I assured her. Her tears were gradually quelled and replaced by a tender but genuine smile. We had a clear path ahead of us and I was ready to walk it with her.
Tears of gratitude
Getting closer to Emily
Over the next few months, I lived with Jenna and Emily, getting to know my niece better and learning more about her bright and cheerful personality. Emily’s smile filled the apartment and brought joy to even the darkest of days. She called me and showed me her last drawing. Her innocence and strength were infectious, and I haven’t smiled so much in years. Emily was a bright spot, and every day our connection grew.
Getting closer to Emily
