Margaret’s heart had been heavy ever since she realized that she might have to leave the sanctuary of her home—the place where she had watched Lisa grow, where she had laughed with friends over tea, and where she had spent quiet evenings reading. She had imagined this day so many times, and each time it left her with a sense of vulnerability that was hard to shake off.
As they continued driving, Margaret found herself lost in thought. She remembered the day she first met Lisa at the children’s home. Lisa had been sitting alone, gazing intently at a picture book. Margaret was drawn to her immediately, sensing a connection. Over the years, they had formed a bond that was as deep as any biological tie could be.
