Bella's POV

We all move into our old house and Kaylin continues to stay healthy. It almost seems easier to just stay here but I want to know what's made her sick just in case it ever happens again so Sam hires some special medical team to find it.

A week later we have our answer. She apparently reacts badly to the paint. It's an old house with mostly original paint and there is something in the older paint that she just can't handle. After 4 years Kaylin doesn't have to be sick anymore. While relieved I still feel guilty that it could have been fixed so easily.

We discuss stripping the paint and repainting or just staying in this house. We finally decide to just stay here because I don't want to take chances on not being able to get rid of it all and this house is actually a little bit bigger, giving the little girls a playroom and Amelia a basement.

"Amelia, I know I've said it a thousand times but thank you so much for figuring out what was wrong with Kaylin." I tell her as she helps me make dinner one night.

"I didn't really figure it out. It was just a suggestion. One her idiot doctor should have thought about." She shrugs it off.

"You're right Amelia, but he didn't and you did so thank you all the same. I love you." I hug her and she starts crying.

"Amelia, why are you crying?" I ask her.

"Because I hated her for so long because she was so sick and she took all of yours and Daddy's time. So I don't deserve for you to be all thankful." She tells me. It kills me that she calls me mom but Sam is still daddy.

"Of course you do Amelia. You're a good person. So good." And she pretends to be over being sad I pretend I believe her as we finish dinner.

And for the next couple of years she stays good. And then small town boredom hits and she's sneaking out and drinking and probably doing drugs and none of us know how to stop her. You can't ground someone who won't stay put. I don't have the energy to stand guard over her all night.

I feel like a hypocrite telling her she can't do the things I did at her age and Mike kind of feels the same way and so does Paul. Jake of course was the good kid so he tries his best to talk to her and Sam is usually the one grounding her but we all know she's going to end up in bigger trouble if she doesn't stop.

Mike stops by one day while the girls are in school and Sam is at work looking nervous.

"I got a job offer in the city Bella, about 4 hours away. We'll be moving next month. I want Amelia to come. We can all see what small town life is doing to her. She's going to end up like us." He tells me almost looking sorry for the suggestion but at the same time knowing he's right. "The school district there is great, she would have so much more opportunity then she has here. And if we can't control her there I promise you I will send her back. Bella just give me the chance. You're a good mom, you always were. But she needs more than what we had."

And he's right. But it's not that easy to just let her go.

"Let me talk to Sam." I tell him.

"And Amelia will want to talk to Paul I'm sure." He says with a bit of annoyance.

And just give him a small smile and say yes.

"I get it Bella. You were right when she was little; they were here for her when we weren't. It pissed me off for a long time the way there were so involved but they love her. I need to know pretty soon." He says and I'm looking at him trying to figure out how a person changes so much. Have I changed that much? I guess I have.

He leaves and I think about Amelia. I love my life and I'm so glad I raised her here but this life is not for her. She'll go crazy if all she is, is a wife and mom. She's so smart but she's wild in a way I never even was.

By the time Sam gets home I'm convinced it's the right decision and after a while he agrees. It's not easy for him; Amelia will always be his little girl.

When Amelia gets home we tell her about it and how we think it's a good idea but make it very clear it's her decision. She's 16 now but she still has a tendency to feel unwanted at times. She thinks for a while and says she wants to talk to Paul just like we knew she would. I wish I knew how he felt about it but we tell her of course and Sam drives her over there not wanting it to be a phone thing.

Paul tells her she should go because the city is great and the options are unlimited but he'll miss her and she can call him anytime and he will be there as soon as possible.

So as the month goes on we pack her things and spend as much time together as we can and she cries a lot when she thinks no one is looking. Kaylin and Amanda are so upset so Amelia spends lots of time with them and she gives them each something special to her, the two things she kept close from her toddler years. The cat and the blanket Paul and Jake gave her in the hospital. Both things stayed on her bed, no matter where she was until she gave them to the girls.

The day for her to go comes way too quickly.

She kisses the girls and hugs the rest of us and tells everyone she loves them. I feel like my heart is being ripped apart as Mike drives away.

But as time goes on and she settles in I know the decision was right. Her grades improve to near perfection and she's talking about being a doctor fully aware of hard it will be.

I know she can do it and I think maybe I didn't fail her like I was so sure I would all that time ago. I've made a lot of mistakes but who hasn't?