Rain passed by the orphanage because Manager William insisted she come. She smiled as the car stopped, stepping out to walk inside. As she entered, the children chorused, "Happy Birthday, Pretty Sister!"
Her heart swelled with joy as the kids rushed toward her, presenting their crafted gifts. She wished she had made a stop to buy something for them, but during the ride, she had been too preoccupied, with analyzing the cases she was handling.
"Oh, thank you! They are all beautiful!" she exclaimed, accepting each gift with a smile. She chuckled as Philip handed her a small flower pot. "Make sure this doesn't die and plant it in your yard, Pretty Sis! That way, you'll always remember me when you look at it. This oak tree grows slowly but can live for centuries!"
Philip reminded her of Alexander, quiet but incredibly sweet. "I will definitely take good care of this, Philip. Thank you."
