“You’re hurting. Do you need a doctor?”

She shakes her head. “It’s fine. This also gives me a chance to do what I’ve wanted to do for a long time.” May looks forward, and a warm, radiant smile falls to her face. “I want to give this place to Sara so that she can continue my legacy. I want to send her to school so she can take care of the animals here without me.”

“That’s truly amazing,” I remark.

“I’ve wanted this ever since I met her. The girl’s got a wonderful heart. I just hope that spark of hope never disappears.”

I nod, understanding this. “I don’t think it will.”

“I don’t think so either.”

We walk out together and I smile.

“I’m glad we could have this conversation, May.”

“I am too. Thank you again. You’ve saved us.”

“Don’t mention it. Just consider it a goodwill gesture for a place that’s helped someone I care about so much, not to mention the hundreds of animals. And shhhh is the word, right?”

May heads to her garage but I stand a while, looking at the sky.

I know that it won’t fix everything but knowing that I can at least give Sara something to look forward to, something that will make her happy, is enough.

I sit in my car, feeling happy and light, and deep down, hoping that no matter what, I can make things right.

It’s something I desire in the depth of my heart.

Chapter twenty-seven

Sara

“Wait, so you haven’t heardanything else?” Katie queries.

I shake my head.

“No, I haven’t, other than May telling me that she managed to get an extended period for us to pay the bills.”

“Oh wow.”

“Yeah, so I’m really happy, but I don’t really know what happened.”

Katie sips on her cappuccino, a little bit of white froth staining her upper lip. She licks it away and then rests her hand on the table.

“I can’t imagine how May managed to get the time extended.”

“True. Maybe a good Samaritan helped out,” Katie suggests.

“I doubt it. She doesn’t have that type of clientele,” I admit. That’s how she got into that mess in the first place. “Besides, I just find it a bit weird that now things are happening.”

“I wouldn’t sweat it,” Katie replies. She rests her chin on her hand and gazes dreamily toward the counter. “Besides, you seemto be doing better here, aren’t you?” She nods around to the coffee shop where they’re having breakfast.

I nod. “As good as it can be. Sure, the sanctuary is fine, but I got an offer to be the manager here.”

“So, are you gonna take it?”

I shrug. “Maybe. But it’s not what I really want to do, though.”

Deep down, I want to take care of animals. However, that requires money.