Silas eyed the envelope in Calliope's hands with obvious curiosity. It was pretty clear-this was one of those things people left behind when they knew their time was running out, and it was meant for her.

He had no idea what the letter said. But judging by the way Calliope was clutching it, it had to be something important.

"Is that the letter your grandpa left you?"

Calliope nodded, looking a little uncertain. Still, she took a deep breath and opened the letter. She handed the old cigar box it came in over to Silas, then started to read.

It was definitely Grandpa Kermit's handwriting. No doubt about it, this was his farewell.

As soon as she started reading, Calliope's expression changed. Shock washed over her face.

this when he knew he didn't have much time left. He'd said there was a secret he couldn't leave without telling her, a

the letter here, in the old farmhouse, knowing she'd eventually

about the past, Kermit

believed the Jewell family-her parents who'd always treated her like a spare part, who'd barely hidden their favoritism were her real family. But they weren't. She had no blood ties to

the rest of the Jewells. Reading Kermit's letter, everything finally made

daughter, she'd tried to get rid of the baby. Kermit had stepped in and rescued the baby. But the baby was frail, sickly. Kermit did everything he could-doctor after doctor, spending every last dime-but nothing

a woman on the side of the road. She was badly hurt, clutching a baby gir about the same age as the one. Kermit had just lost. He saved her life, and before she left, the woman begged Kermit to care for her

never heard from the woman again. He searched, asked around, but it was like she'd vanished off the

empty spot left behind, and eventually ended up in

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