A/N: Here's the next chapter! Hope you all enjoy it! I know that in the previous chapter I said Margo knew about her parents, but for this chapter, she doesn't. Please review!

Chapter 10: Always Remember

Margo sighed happily as she watched her sisters play in the park. Such an insignificant thing for most yet the meaning of it spoke volumes to Margo. Sure, she could be enjoying this moment with her sisters, but she preferred to just watch. There was a time where any type of play was frowned upon for her and her sisters and now that they were adopted, Margo took time to truly marvel at how far she, Edith, and Agnes had come. They had come from living in fear of the person who supposedly took care of them and having to fend for themselves to living in a home with a loving and attentive dad.

Dad. Those three little letters made a word that meant so much to Margo. She'd never had a Dad before Gru. Well, she must have at some point in her life, but her memories of her biological parents were nonexistent. It was almost as if her life began in the orphanage. Gru meant so much to her. He did everything that she was used to doing for Edith and Agnes. The only difference was that now there was someone to watch out for her, too. Before, all she had as a support system were her little sisters and even though they loved her immensely, they just couldn't provide for her like she could for them. As Edith got older, she seemed to step up a bit, but she was still a kid and Marrgo didn't want Edith to have to grow up fast, like Margo had to. There were a few things that she'd let Edith learn even though she was too young. Even though Edith was young, she was still perceptive and she knew things most kids her age just didn't. The two older sisters had agreed together that they needed to protect Agnes from the things that they had to learn, and together they somehow maintained Agnes's innocence.

Margo sighed as she thought about all of this. The one thing that still amazed her beyond belief was how she, Edith, and Agnes had gone from strangers to sisters. When she had first met Edith, she was nothing but a shy little girl who had a pink beanie that just happened to be put in the same room at the orphanage as Margo. Over time, Margo had learned about Edith's family. Not from Edith, but from Miss Hattie's files. She had gotten a hold of them when she was about eight, and Edith's family history was tragic. Her mother had gotten pregnant with her on a one-night-stand and while pregnant, had become addicted to drugs. Edith had been abused the first three years of her life before being taken away from her mother. If her sister had ever asked about her biological family, Margo wasn't sure what she would tell her. The truth, right now at least, was too much for Edith. Maybe when she was older she would tell her what her mother had gone through. Agnes's biological family wwas just as much of a qustion mark as Margo's family. Margo remembered baby Agnes was just left on the orphanage's doorstep one day and Margo was assigned to take care of Agnes. Margo and Edith were really the only people she'd ever been comfortable with and they loved Agnes so much.

Margo knew that she had raised her little sisters well. Even though she had never had any guidance, she knew that being polite was important and she had passed those skills down to her little sisters. Margo's worst fear at the orphanage when they were at the orphanage was that she and her sisters were going to get separated. She knew that all three of them would fight against it, but at the end of the day, they were just kids and didn't have much fo a say in their future. She loved her sisters to no end even though they sometimes irritated her immensely. She wouldn't trade anything in the entire world for them.

Suddenly, her sisters came up to where she was sitting on the park bench.

"Hey, guys." Margo said, as Edith and Agnes sat next to her.

"We're bored." Edith said.

"Okay, do you guys want to go somewhere else?"

"Oh, can we go get ice cream?!" Agnes excitedly inquired. Margo chuckled as Edith rolled her grey eyes.

"Sure, Agnes. Let's go."

The three girls walked out of the park and Margo again marveled at how they were able to do such a simple thing as get ice cream. Yes, things certaintly were different than they one had been.