“Are you okay? I'm Willow, and this is my sister.”
"Well... I'm alive because of you girls, so thank you. I'm Tom. My home. Everything is gone. Can you take me to a shelter?"
“You can stay with us.”
“Willow, what the hell? Let's talk in private. Excuse us.”
"Jade, I know what you're thinking, and you're right.. Mom would not like this, but he just lost his mom.
Jade sighed. “Fine, but don't make me regret this, Willow. I mean it.”
"Tom? Why don't you come to stay with us?"
“I- can't afford to pay anything.”
“That's okay. All we ask in return is you help cook Thanksgiving dinner.”
“I guess if you're sure.”
Once they got Tom settled in, Willow went to check the mail. There was a letter from their mother.
I hope this letter finds you well. As the holidays approach, I'm starting to lose hope that I will ever get out of here. I've come to a realization. I've relied on you too much, and I can't do that anymore, so I'm asking you to stop visiting me. You might understand why right now, but I hope one day in the future you will. Happy Thanksgiving to you and your sister.