Sure enough, Grace was overjoyed when we got home.

She learned we visited the Beringer home. Her first words to my mom were, "Chlo is good! It's the Murphy family who are unfortunate."

Even if my mom were upset about the past, she would not hate a dying person. She just smiled.

Atlas stayed to chat with my dad for a while before he left.

After putting Ava to bed, Grace knocked on my door. I quickly let her in.

She still seemed awkward in front of me. I reached out and pulled her to sit on