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I turned around to properly greet her when I noticed a large casserole pan in her hand The look of complete relief on hbor sently, marched over to the oven, and turned it on

“I don’t knohat I did to deserve you, but Sophie and I are so very grateful” The tears sprung froiven the two of us over the years I was convinced, had it not been for her, we ht have been thrown out on the street a time or two

“Oh dear, you are my family This is what family does”

“Is that lasagna?” Sophie whispered in disbelief

To a child her age, as so used to living day-to-day and forced to eat meals based

“Why yes, it is, little miss” Sophie ran over to Mrs Miller and wrapped her arht she would break some bones

Looking at irl and how appreciative she was of a simple meal made me both proud and a little sad Sophie was the best She was loving, kind, and patient At that moment, I knew I had to do whatever was necessary in order to make sure I could put that smile on her face more often

“Okay, Sophie, put your toys away, coet ready for bed” Sophie jumped up and ran over to Mrs Miller

“Thank you for supper It was yummy Mommy said I can have some for lunch tomorrow I am so excited” Mrs Miller smiled and wrapped her frail arms around Sophie and squeezed her to her

“Oh, Sophie Girl, I will be sure to irl Sleep well and tight, and s don’t bite”

Sophie grinned and ran off to the bathroom

I shbor “Mrs Miller, will you stay for a tea or coffee?”

“Yes, dear I would really love that” I walked over and looked at Sophie in the bathroo her teeth without even being told I was so blessed with her She never had a phase where she behaved badly She always did what she was told and didn’t complain I never understood why my sister didn’t want Sophie in her life, because this little girl wasI wouldn’t do for her