In this economically depressed area with its low cost of living, two hundred dollars went a very long way.
Naturally, there were boundaries to family ties. The twenty thousand dollars left for her parents had to remain a strict secret. The old lady heavily favored her grandson; if she knew about that money, it would only breed trouble. When they were younger, Grandma Finn spent all her time doting on Ryan and rarely paid attention to Mira.
Still, the woman had never crossed any major lines, so Mira was willing to respectfully call her Grandma.
Brenda, however, found the amount insulting. "We raised a child, and this is all we get?"
Mira turned an icy stare on her. "Brenda, you seem confused. I was raised by my parents, not by you. Giving Grandma money was simply a gesture of respect on my father's behalf, not a payout for my upbringing.
"As for the relationship between me and my parents, that is none of your business."
Brenda opened her mouth to argue, but Ryan pulled her back. "Mom, Minnie knows what she's doing. Let it go."
Turning back, Ryan looked at Mira. "Minnie, are you really leaving?"
His eyes were clouded with an undeniable, heavy loneliness.
The two of them had grown up side by side—going to school, doing homework, and playing together. With Mira leaving, it felt like half his world was collapsing. His crushing sadness rivaled that of Mira's foster parents.
Mira nodded. "Yes."
"Ryan, walk Brenda and Grandma home first. Come back afterward; I have something to tell you."
Once they were gone, Mira turned to Ethan. "How did you find me?"
By this time, Sarah and George had gone to the kitchen to cook, and Julian had been sent to town to buy the phones.
Mira needed to leave contact methods for Ryan and her father. Otherwise, they wouldn't be able to reach her in an emergency.
"Mira, if I told you I had memories of a past life, would you believe me?"
"You've been given a second chance?"


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