There was a crazy woman who always told Clara that she was her real mother every time Clara and her friends walked home after school…

🕯️ Epilogue

A week later, Clara placed a new teddy bear on the park bench.

“She wasn’t crazy,” Clara whispered to Mia and Jordan. “She was just… waiting to be heard.”

Every year on that same rainy afternoon, Clara returned to the bench with a white flower and a note:

“You were right, Mom. I have your eyes.”