With tears running down Mrs. Stone’s face, Serenity handed her a tissue and said apologetically, “I’m sorry, Mrs. Stone.”

“Serenity.”

Mrs. Stone held her hands, choking in sobs. “I’m sorry about your childhood. I didn’t find you quick enough. Maybe your mom wouldn’t have died if I tracked you down sooner.”

Had her sister been located sooner, Mrs. Stone would have brought her to live in the city. Then, her sister would never have lost her life, together with her husband, in a tragic car acc