Chapter 465

People are remarkably adaptable. Before anyone realized it, the assistant teaching program was already coming to an end.

By now, they navigated the mountain paths with ease–so much so that in the crisp mornings, they even joined the children in a race to the hilltop just for fun.

Their youthful presence had breathed new life into the village. During the school term, they were always surrounded by kids; when school was out, they’d follow the adults into the fields to help with chores or tag along to the market for supplies.

A village that was once so quiet now pulsed with laughter and energy, all thanks to them.

But the more lively things grew, the harder it became to face the thought of leaving. Everyone tried to ignore the looming goodbyes.

“Miss, you’re going home in a week, aren’t you?”

One evening, after Alessia finished the nightly phone call with Cole and her family, she sat alone in the yard, lost in thought. At some point, Susannah Holt dragged over a chair and settled beside her.

“That’s right,” Alessia replied, gazing up at the sky, wondering when she’d

next see so many stars.

“Miss, I…” Susannah started, picking at her fingernails, searching for words.

“What is it?” Alessia looked at her gently.

hesitated, then shook her head. “Will I ever

with quiet certainty. “When you grow into an exceptional person, you’ll

the teachers who came to help, those who made lots of money, or

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trophies—all of these were

of awards to be exceptional?” she asked, thinking that maybe being exceptional

Susannah on the back of her head. “Anyone who keeps moving toward their goals and never gives up is already exceptional. Beyond that, sometimes you just need a

of luck.”

“Luck?”

don’t worry about that. Just focus on chasing your dreams, and I’ll be waiting for you to find

didn’t really understand what Alessia meant by “luck,” but she knew that if she tried her best, one day

constant connection, kids from the mountains still had to walk to the market just to use a payphone–two dollars a minute–for a precious

thick with tears.

Alessia said softly. “As long as we get

cry too. There was

someone, you can’t see anymore?” Susannah

nodded. “Yes, someone incredibly important to me–people who helped me become who

as if

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