Amelia walked in the door, balancing a carton of milk in her arms.
Donna had just finished gathering up the laundry from the balcony. She greeted Amelia with a hint of concern. “Ma’am, you were gone a while.”
Amelia set the milk on the kitchen counter and smiled. “I just took a little walk downstairs on my way back.” Then she turned to Donna, her voice gentle. “You go ahead and get some rest, Donna. I’ll need your help taking Timmy to school in the morning, and I’ll pick him up in the evening—I have to head out during the day.”
“Of course, ma’am.” Donna made her way to the bedroom, but before going in, she paused and looked back at Amelia, her eyes twinkling. “You seem a little different tonight.”
Amelia touched her cheek, a bit confused. “Do I?”
Donna just grinned. “Just a feeling. Something about you feels different.”
Amelia couldn’t help but laugh. “Go on, get some sleep.”
Once Donna had gone to bed, Amelia went to check on Timmy. She noticed a sliver of light coming from under his door and knocked softly. “Timmy, I’m coming in.”
When she opened the door, she caught Timmy quickly pulling his hand out from under the covers.
“Mom,” he said, trying to sound casual, but she could see right through him. His phone was hidden under the blanket, still on a video call with his sister.
Amelia pretended not to notice. She sat on the edge of his bed and smoothed his hair. “Time to sleep, sweetheart. Donna will take you to school tomorrow, and I’ll be there to pick you up.”
Timmy nodded, looking sheepish. “Okay.”
Amelia was about to leave when Timmy’s voice stopped her. “Mom… are you still mad at Penny?”
The question made something inside her ache. She sat down beside him again, looking at his worried face. “I’m not mad at your sister, honey. But I have my own life to live too. If Penny can’t accept me as her mom, I have to respect that. I can’t keep hurting myself over and over.”
She’d already given everything for her kids—even risked her life once for them. The last time she tried to reach Penny, at the Ferris wheel park, had been her final attempt. If Penny had shown even a little hesitation, Amelia would have given in. But reality had been a harsh wake-up call.
Timmy sighed, sadness clouding his face. He understood more than a kid his age should. “Mom, what Penny said to Jinx today was really mean. I’ll talk to her.”
Amelia squeezed his hand, her heart warmed by his kindness. “Thank you, sweetheart. Good night.”
“Good night, Mom.”
“Timmy says I need to apologize to Jinx tomorrow. Dad said I was wrong too…”
Kristen’s face was full of sympathy. “How could this be your fault? That Jinx girl was out of line. If it weren’t for you, she wouldn’t even know Timmy from the gifted class! You’ve protected her before, haven’t you? And this is how she repays you? Kids without parents just don’t know how to behave—they only know how to play the victim.”
Kristen pretended to be angry. “Jinx isn’t even close to being as wonderful as you. And Amelia—she actually hit you because of Jinx? Oh, sweetheart, don’t cry. It’s all my fault for not being there with you tonight. My precious girl shouldn’t have to go through this alone.”
Penny’s tears finally spilled over. Momma Kristen was the only one still on her side.
“Momma Kristen, you’re the best…”
“Of course I am, darling. You’re like my own daughter. Don’t cry, sweetheart. It breaks my heart to see you sad.”
Kristen glanced at her phone and noticed a message from Ms. Arnold in the parent group chat. “Penny, there’s a parent-child event at your school this weekend. How about Momma Kristen comes with you? Let’s keep it a secret from your dad—give him a little surprise, okay?”
Penny’s eyes lit up. “Okay!”

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