The rest of the week, went by in a blur. Emma met the other nurses, Sister Mary Cynthia, Fred and Violet, and Chummy and her family. She was welcomed everywhere.
One evening found the Turner family in their living room.
"We found the perfect house." Shelagh said. "It has a wonderful kitchen and living room. It has a large garden, perfect for running around."
"It's not too far away from the clinic, either." Patrick added. "That way I can be there quickly in an emergency."
"Also, and this is the best part," Shelagh smiled. "There are four bedrooms, meaning each of you will get their own room."
"Finally." Timothy said.
Everyone laughed.
The next few days were spend moving their belongings into the new house. It was much bigger than the last one, and it was beautiful. It had quickly become their home.
For the first time in her life, Emma had a place to call her own. It wasn't much, but she didn't need more. She finally found her place in this world, and she couldn't wait until it became official.