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 truth he'd kept to

hadn't told her before because he didn't think she was ready. So, he'd left the letter here, in the old farmhouse, knowing she'd eventually come back, probably to help sell or tear down the place, and she'd find

few lines reminiscing about the past, Kermit got

barely hidden their favoritism were her real family. But they weren't. She

wonder she'd never looked like the rest of the Jewells. Reading Kermit's letter, everything finally

Kermit had stepped in and rescued the baby. But the baby was

had just lost. He saved her life, and before she left, the woman begged Kermit to care for her daughter. She handed him a wad of cash, the last of her savings, and swore she'd be back to reclaim her child, if she survived whatever

heard from the woman again. He searched, asked around, but it was like she'd vanished off the face

baby was Calliope. She'd grown up with Kermit, filling the empty spot left behind, and eventually ended up in

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