"Hey there, Vixen," Hank attempted to flirt with Michaela the next morning. He'd come to the ranch with all of Mia's things like he said he would the previous day. He wasn't expecting Sully to bring his beautiful and sexy girlfriend along with him. She was wearing skinny jeans that showed off the shape of her legs. She had Dr. Martens boots on her feet, and she was wearing a dark green sherpa toggle coat. It was only natural for him to be attracted to her, Hank thought to himself. His taste in women was fairly similar to Sully's.

As Michaela studied the man in front of her, she told herself that she just didn't get it. How could Abagail, may she rest in peace, fall for someone like Sully and also fall for someone like Hank? Sully was kind, thoughtful and generous. Hank, at least at that moment in time, was making her skin crawl. Perhaps Hank was different when he was younger, but right then, Michaela was at a loss.

"Can we just stick to business please?" Sully suggested frankly, becoming rather irritated already. He had his utility wagon waiting to collect Mia's stuff. His original plan was to insist that Hank tell Mia himself that she was going to be living with Zachary from now on, but perhaps he didn't need him to do that. As of now, he just wanted to collect the little girl's belongings and important documents, and he wanted Hank to leave.

"Where's Zac?" Hank asked.

"At school," Sully replied.

"Here's his bag," Hank said, giving it to Sully, "He needs that for school."

"Thanks," Sully said, accepting Zachary's backpack and placing it in the wagon. As he placed it inside, he and Michaela made eye-contact. He was so tired the previous night that he had yet to tell her about Miss Ilsa's visit to the Christian Academy. He winked at her, but not in the usual flirty way that he winked at her. He simply hoped to relay that he would tell her all about it later. She must have understood, because she gave him a slight nod.

"Mia in school too?" Hank questioned.

"She's in the house, stayin' warm," Sully said. Why would she be in school, Sully thought to himself. Hank had just dropped all of this on him yesterday.

"Could you tell us what school she goes to?" Michaela asked. She could feel that Sully was getting aggravated with Hank, but they needed to find out that information, so they could withdraw her.

"I think it's called Red Hills Elementary," Hank said.

"You think?" Michaela reacted quickly, not satisfied with Hank's answer, "Does that mean you don't know?"

"Don't judge me, Lady! What do you know?" Hank responded defensively. Sully's new woman may be pretty, but she also had a pretty big mouth in his opinion.

"I know where my children go to school," Michaela bit back.

"Alright," Sully intervened before Hank could say something back, "Let's just stick to business. So, Red Hills?"

"Yeah," Hank responded after he gave Michaela a dirty look.

"Thanks," Sully said, wanting Hank's attention, "How much stuff does she have? Will I have to make multiple trips with the wagon?"

"Nah, she ain't got that much." Hank informed him. He placed Mia's book bag for school in the wagon next to Zachary's, "That's all her school stuff." Then he placed a plastic grocery bag into the wagon, "Toys," and finally he placed a small vinyl suitcase into the wagon, "And that's all her clothes."

"That's it?" Sully asked, while Michaela wondered how much of Mia's things could be salvaged.

"As promised, here's all the paperwork. Let me just hand it to the man of the house," Hank jeered with a grin, and handed a manilla envelope to Michaela.

Michaela scoffed and rolled her eyes but accepted the large envelope from Hank.

"The top page is all the guardianship papers with my grandmother's signature. I really don't know how all this works," Hank explained to Sully, "As far as I know, her Ma just dropped her off with the same form, and that was good enough."

"I'll take care of it," Sully stated. He was going to ask more questions about Mia's mother, but he was interrupted by a loud meow.

"I almost forgot about ya, Fat Ass," Hank said, as Michaela and Sully looked at each other in confusion.

Hank traveled to the back of his grandmother's black SUV, which he'd opted to drive that day, and opened the rear hatchback door. He removed a half-full bag of dry cat food and a half-full bag of cat litter and then walked back and sat it inside of the wagon with Mia's other things. Afterward, he went back and retrieved a medium size moving box and closed the hatchback door. Once he placed the box next to Sully's feet, he opened the back seat of the SUV and retrieved a small plastic animal carrier and placed it in the remaining space of Sully's utility wagon. Finally, he closed the back passenger door, and then he closed the front passenger door.

"What's this?" Sully questioned, his anger rising. If Hank thought that he was going to hustle him into taking his grandmother's cat, then he had another thing coming.

"That's Fat Ass," Hank said and when he saw the look on Sully's face he asked, "Do ya wanna be formally introduced or somethin'?" When Sully didn't reply verbally, he added, "Like I said, Fat Ass, his kitty kibble, his shit sand, and his shit box."

"I didn't agree to take-in your grandmother's cat!" Sully responded loudly, but tried to keep himself from yelling, "You can just take him right back home."

"He ain't my grandmother's cat," Hank informed him, "He moved in when Mia moved in. He's Mia's cat."

"I don't want a cat!" Sully insisted. He didn't mind the small furry pests if they wandered onto his property, but keeping one as a pet was a little out of his comfort zone.

"Me either," Hank said with a chuckle, "How about I pull out a coin and I flip ya to see which one of us gets to turn him into a speed bump."

Sully scoffed. Just because he didn't want the animal living with him, didn't mean he wanted to kill it, or joke about killing it.

The front door of the bungalow swung open, and Mia came running outside. She was barefoot, wearing only a long-sleeve pink nightgown with a lace ruffle trim that belonged to Colleen.

"Mia," Michaela called when she saw her running towards them, "It's too cold for you to be outside without shoes and a coat, Sweetheart."

"Hey there, Mia!" Hank greeted, taking a mental note of the nightgown. It looked expensive; it was something that he knew he couldn't afford. Not that it mattered, he would never drop that kind of money on a nightgown for a kid even if he could afford it, "Looks like I found you a golden goose."

As Mia got closer, she saw all of her possessions in Sully's wagon. She'd been through this once before, and pretty recently. She knew exactly what Hank was doing without having to be told.

"You're leaving me HERE?" The small child screamed at Hank.

"Don't get all pissy about it," Hank replied, "You're gonna get to live with your brother in the lap of luxury."

Both Michaela and Sully moved to intervene, but Mia spoke-up first.

"But I have to stay with Nana," Mia argued, "I can't leave Nana!"

"Ya can't stay with Nana," Hank insisted.

"But I have to!" She shouted clearly, but her voice was starting to crack.

"Ya can't!" Hank shouted back, "Nana can't take care of ya anymore. Mr. Wonderful here, and his uppity bitch girlfriend are gonna take good care of ya."

"HEY!" Sully shouted in warning.

Hank looked at Sully, "Don't get offended, I'm sure she gives great head. Her big mouth has to be good for somethin'."

"That's enough!" Sully warned him sternly. He didn't want to get into a fist fight right then. He didn't think that Mia or Michaela needed to see that, but if Hank didn't watch his mouth, Sully was going to break his jaw.

"You can't possibly think that's an appropriate thing to say in front of a six-year-old!" Michaela added. This man was disgusting. She wasn't always up on vulgarities, but she understood him clearly. She could care less what he said to her, but she didn't appreciate that kind of language being used in front of a child.

"I have to stay with Nana!" Mia cried with tears streaming down her face, "How's my mommy gonna find me here? She left me with Nana."

"Your mommy's long gone," Hank said harshly, "She ain't comin' for you, no one is comin' for you. Ya best just stay here with your brother."

"I want my mommy!" Mia screamed and cried, "I want my mommy!"

"I think ya should just go now, Hank," Sully intervened. Go now before you make an even bigger mess, he thought to himself.

Without saying anything else, Hank traveled to the driver's seat of the SUV, started the engine and then sped off.

Mia tried to run after him, but Sully was faster and stronger. He moved in front of her and stopped her from running after Hank with one arm. She struggled against Sully, trying to get away from him.

"Mia," Sully tried to sooth her, "Sweetheart, I'm sorry. I know you want your mama back. Hank didn't say it the right way, but he's right when he said that you've got Zac now. You've got us all, and I'm gonna make a good home for ya here, I can promise ya that."

"Mia," Michaela reached for her hand, trying to help Sully calm her down.

Sully let go of Mia, once Michaela had her hand, thinking she wouldn't try to run, but she did. She tried to run away from Michaela, but Michaela held on to her hand, not letting it go.

Mia let out a loud shriek, so loud that it got Olive's attention from across the pasture. Then the child gave-up and threw her arms around Michaela's waist and buried her face into her sherpa covered lower abdomen. Michaela gave Sully a look and then handed him the manila envelope that she'd been holding that had all of Mia's documents in it.

"Let's get you inside where it's warm," Michaela said to Mia as she lifted the small child up in her arms.

Mia wrapped her arms around her neck and wrapped her little legs around her waist. Lastly, she buried her face into the crook of Michaela's neck and continued to cry out her frustrations. Michaela gave Sully another look and then walked inside the bungalow.

Once the door was closed, Sully growled, "What a mess." He saw Olive staring at him still and he waved at her, trying to signal her that there was nothing she could do to help. Then he heard a loud, angry meow.

"Don't give me any of your lip now, Fat… I don't think that's your real name," Sully told the cat, as if the animal could understand him, "I don't usually have your kind around here on purpose. Sure, some of your cousins like trespassin' on my land, but it's not like I have a sign outside that says, I don't know, Cats Welcome. I'm about to let ya stay, so be grateful."

Sully watched Mia's cat sniffing around his living room. Sully thought the animal was the biggest house cat he'd ever seen, and it wasn't even a Maine Coon. It jumped up on his leather sectional sofa and found itself a nice spot to plop down and take a nap. Sully shook his head; he still couldn't believe he voluntarily let a cat into his house.

Wolf came trotting into the living room next, which seemed to put the cat on edge at first, but then he appeared to calm down when Wolf didn't do anything threatening. The large dog sniffed him and then gave him a big slobber-filled doggy kiss. The kiss made the cat angry because he was now soaked in doggy drool. Wolf was a little upset too. His kind gesture left him with a tongue full of cat fur.

Sully, pleased to have the comic relief from Wolf and the cat, was sitting in his recliner in the living room, and he was rocking himself back and forth as he watched them. He'd slept in his chair that night, having given Mia his bed. He wasn't reclining right then; he was in an upright position which allowed him to use his foot to rock himself as he contemplated what to do next. Michaela was with Mia in his bedroom, still calming her down. Sully reached to the side table that he had near his chair and retrieved a pen and paper so he could make a list of everything he needed to get done. Finding Mia her own place to sleep was the first thing on his list, and it was going to take him moving some things around in his home to make her a bedroom.

When he built the bungalow, it was an experiment. He'd never built anything that large before, and he was testing out his skills. He wanted to see if he could build a two-story home, plus put in all of the electrical, the plumbing, and finish it off as if it was professionally done. Sully felt he succeeded, and the bungalow was fine for him when he was a bachelor, but he never meant for it to be a place for him to raise a family.

It was small and had a simple layout. From the front door, one walked into a massive living room and dining room space. There was a long wall that separated the living area from the kitchen area and the bedrooms. To the right, on that wall, was a staircase that went upstairs to a one-room loft, to the left was an open archway that led to the kitchen and bedroom area. Once one went through the open doorway, they saw the kitchen on the right, and on the left, there were three doors, two bedrooms and a bathroom in the middle. The rooms were not joined to the bathroom, Jack and Jill style, they were three separate rooms. Moving back further into the house, past the kitchen, there was another archway that led to a back room. Sully called it his sunroom because it had several windows and it faced East on his property. That room became his storage and laundry room, when he moved back into the house with the children after Abagail died.

When they moved in, Sully reclaimed his old bedroom, and he put Hanna in the small room next to his. She was only a year old at the time and Sully wanted her as close to him as possible. Zachary chose the room upstairs. Sully felt guilty about not having an actual bedroom for him to live in, but Zac was excited to be in the loft. It had a large window, and it was bigger than both of the official bedrooms downstairs. Sully installed a ceiling fan and built a custom shelving unit for Zachary to use as a closet and the boy was fine up there.

Now he had to decide where he was going to put Mia. He wanted to build another house all together, but that wasn't going to solve his current problem. She couldn't share a room with Hanna, it was too small. Zachary's room was large enough to support a sibling roommate situation, and Sully would have likely had them share if they were both six, but he didn't think that was a good idea at the ages they were now. So, the best option for him was to clean out the sunroom and move the stuff that was in there to his old childhood bedroom in the banquet hall. Sully wasn't exactly a pack rat, so he didn't have that much stuff to move. He could install a door, to keep that room separate from the kitchen. Then he could install a ceiling fan and a shelving unit like he did upstairs in the loft. He just needed to figure out what he was going to do with his washer and dryer.

Michaela came out of his bedroom and closed the door behind her. She walked to the living room and found Sully in his recliner, still rocking himself back and forth, and she wanted him to hold and rock her. As if he could read her mind when he saw her, he opened his arms, and gestured with his hands for her to sit with him. Michaela took a seat between his legs and relaxed, resting her back against his chest. Sully dropped a kiss on her neck and wrapped his arms around her waist.

"She cried herself to sleep," Michaela informed him. It broke her heart seeing a small child in such a state. Michaela did feel that the new living situation was for the best and would give Mia a chance to be raised properly. She was now part of a family that included her biological brother. She would have the opportunity to go to a good school, she would have clean clothes every night, and she would have enough to eat. Michaela would ensure that she went to church and Sunday school with the rest of the children. She could see Sully getting her started playing softball, and she would suggest, once things were settled, that he enrolled her in dance classes with Hanna and Colleen. There were so many positives, but Mia had still been rejected by both her biological mother and her biological father. That kind of rejection would be painful for anyone.

Michaela loved her parents so much. She had a special bond with her father, and a more complicated relationship with her mother, but she loved them both and she knew they loved her. She couldn't imagine a situation in which they would both willingly leave her behind. Moreover, she couldn't imagine a situation in which she would willingly leave her own children behind, but that was exactly what happened to Mia.

She supposed that Ethan had done something similar to Matthew, Colleen and Brian, and she wasn't about to defend his choices, but at the very least Ethan wasn't as harsh with them about it as Hank was with Mia that morning. Her ex-husband had always been out for himself, but Michaela insisted that he said goodbye to them. She made sure that he told them that he loved them, and he even added his own little story about how they were always in his heart, even if he can't see them. They both knew that the story was hogwash to him, but the last thing she wanted was for her children to feel rejected, so she was grateful.

"I called in sick again so I can stay with you," Michaela informed Sully as she sat with him.

"I appreciate that, but you didn't need to do that, Darlin'," Sully said, kissing her neck. He knew that Michaela didn't like working at the hospital, but she did care very much about helping her patients. In addition, Dorothy had called her early that morning, and they were keeping her again overnight. Michaela had been looking forward to visiting with her when she got to work that evening.

"Do you really want to do this alone?" she asked, but already knew his answer. If she was in his place, she wouldn't want to do it alone either.

"No, I don't," Sully admitted with a sigh, "Thank you for doin' this with me. Maybe you can tell me what to do first."

"I think you should call the social worker who helped you with Zachary and get all of the legal things sorted out," Michaela suggested, "While you're on the phone, I will go through her things and see if anything can be salvaged. Then we can regroup."

"Sounds good," Sully said, dropping a kiss on her cheek.

While Sully was on the phone, Michaela started going through Mia's possessions. As she looked through her clothes, it appeared to Michaela that someone was attempting to care for her, but they didn't have much money. She found eight nearly identical pairs of Hanes sweatpants. Each pair came with a matching T-shirt and a matching sweatshirt. They were all plain, and the only thing that distinguished one from the other was the color. Each Hanes set was in a different color of the rainbow. Michaela could see the thought process behind those purchases. Perhaps her mother or great-grandmother bought a couple of value packs, just to make sure the child was clothed.

Other than the clothes from Hanes, everything else needed to go. Michaela made the executive decision to just throw it all away because of the poor condition of her clothing. She didn't even think it was appropriate to donate her clothes; they were faded, frayed or had small holes. After creating a pile of things to be discarded, she started making a list of what Mia needed. Michaela wondered why the person who'd bought all of that clothing from Hanes, didn't also get her some socks and underwear. Socks and underwear were the first things on Michaela's list, followed by new shoes, a winter coat and just clothes in general.

The suitcase that Mia's clothes were packed in, didn't just have clothes, it also had a few photographs and some children's play jewelry tucked inside. Michaela wanted to look through the photos, but decided to put them aside, along with the play jewelry. She didn't have time to look at any photos right then. Lastly, she placed the suitcase in the pile to be thrown away, because it was also in unsalvageable condition.

Mia's toys were in decent condition. The jump rope and teddy bear that her grandmother got her for Christmas were pretty much brand new. The vintage toys that Michaela recognized as being from the nineties were in surprisingly good condition. It looked like Mia's mother took good care of her toys when she was a child, and Mia took good care of her toys now. Michaela decided that they just needed a bit of a clean-up, and they would be good as new.

She set the toys aside and then placed all of the unsalvageable items in the medium packing box that the cat's litter box came in. She moved it outside to the front porch so Sully could take it to the dumpster when he was off the phone.

"I've got an appointment on Monday," Sully informed her when he was finished with his phone call, "The social worker said that with all of the documentation, I will get guardianship of Mia without a problem. I can petition to adopt her, but that process will not be as open and shut like it was initially with Zac. The guardianship is all I need for now. That means she can live here legally, I can withdraw her from her old school and enroll her into one of my choosin', I can take her to the dentist, the doctor and I'll have the right to see all those records. Hey! Would you give her a check-up?"

"Certainly," Michaela stated in agreement. She'd already informally evaluated her, but she would do a formal evaluation of her health. That was no problem.

"Thank you," Sully said, "Now come here, there's somethin' else I want to show ya."

Sully directed her to the dining room table where he had all of the contents from the manilla envelope that Hank had given him spread out, "I'm tryin' to organize all her paperwork, I need to find her birth certificate before Monday. Hank's paternity test was right on top with the transfer of guardianship stuff. Look at her full name," Sully handed her the paternity test results page so she could read it.

"Her name's Colleen?" Michaela questioned in disbelief when she read the paper.

"Colleen Marissa Welsey," Sully confirmed as Michaela studied the paper, "In the initial document that gave Miss Ilsa guardianship, they have it written as Colleen Marissa Welsey with Mia next to it in quotes. As you read further down the document, it just says Mia."

"I named Colleen after my father's mother," Michaela informed him, not being able to take her eyes off of the name, "It's an Irish name and I've never met anyone else with that name except for her. That's why I chose it for my daughter. I picked Virginia as her middle name because that's my other grandmother's name."

"It was very kind and sweet of you to honor them," Sully stated. Coming around behind her, he placed his hands on her shoulders and started giving her a massage.

Michaela put Hank's paternity results down on the table and closed her eyes, enjoying the feeling of Sully's strong hands on her shoulders, "I have heard of someone else named Colleen," she commented.

"Who?" Sully asked, dropping a small kiss on the side of her head.

"My friend Charlotte that I told you about. Matthew's birth mother. She was Irish on her mother's side, instead of her father's side like me," Michaela explained, "Charlotte never met her grandmother, but her great-aunt and grandmother's sister, was like a grandmother to Charlotte and her younger sister. Her Aunt's name was Colleen too. That was something that Charlotte and I talked about."

Hearing her talk about Charlotte's family brought a thought to Sully's mind, "Have any members of Charlotte's family or your ex-husband's family ever tried to see the kids?" He had all kinds of people trying to see, and also kidnap, his children, but Michaela had never mentioned anything like that happening to her.

"Ethan is an only child," Michaela confided in him, "His father died a long time ago. I think his father died while he was dating Charlotte, but they weren't married yet. His mother was involved with the children, but she died right before Brian was born. I have never been contacted by any member of Charlotte's family and I've never met her parents. If I remember correctly, I don't think Ethan had met her parents either. I've met her sister twice. The first time was when Matthew was about a year old and Charlotte had just been promoted to head nurse at work. We had a party for her. The other time was at Charlotte's funeral. Other than that, I haven't seen or heard from her since."

"Alright, well I've done my callin', and I need to take a break from this right now," Sully said, changing the subject. He gave her a kiss on the cheek and removed his hands from her shoulders, "I need to go to Lowes and pick up some supplies, and I think I'm gonna pick up the toddlers early from school today, just to get them here. At 3:00, I can get the older kids."

"Colleen can sit in the booster seat that you bought for Mia yesterday," Michaela said, "But don't forget to get Brian's car seat out of the Mercedes."

"While I'm gone, can you do some online searchin' for me?" Sully requested, "Can you find Mia a bed and a mattress that would be fittin' for her? That's usually somethin' I would ask Ma to do, but I want your help with that this time."

"Certainly," Michaela promised, as a small smile formed on her face. She was touched that he asked her to do that.

"One more thing before I go," Sully stated and he surprised Michaela by pulling her against his body. Then he dipped her backward and gave her the biggest kiss that he'd given her since Christmas Eve. It was open-mouthed and a little sloppy. He wanted to make it really wet by adding in some tongue, but that would trigger certain reactions from his body that he couldn't entertain at that moment. Realizing that he had to let her go, or they weren't going to get anything accomplished that day, he reluctanly lifted her so she was standing straight again. Then he let her go, only to quickly wrap his arms around her again. She stumbled backward when he let go of her and she looked like she was going to fall over, "You okay?"

"Yes," Michaela answered, holding on to him and trying to catch her breath. His kiss was unexpected, and it left her dizzy and tingling all over, "I think I can stand now."

Sully chuckled as he slowly let her go, "I feel like we haven't had a chance to do anything romantic since Christmas. When ya start workin' normal hours again, hopefully Mia will be settled in, we can leave the kids with my mother. I wanna take you out on a real date. Maybe Ma can keep them all for the night, and we can go back to your place. I never did get that jetted tub of yours workin'."

"That would be nice," Michaela agreed. After Ilsa had shocked them all on Christmas, they both forgot all about her jetted tub, "All of it would be nice." She would love to go out on a date with Sully. Even if it was just a quiet dinner and they went back to her place afterward.

"How about I get it workin' tomorrow so you can at least relax in it, even if we ain't in it together?" Sully suggested.

"That would be nice too," Michaela said with a warm smile.

Sully gave Michaela one more kiss for the day before he went to run his errands.

Later that day, Michaela and Sully switched places. Michaela went to Target to get some essentials that she knew Mia needed. She wanted to get a few things that she believed would be difficult for Sully to pick out for a little girl. In fact, she knew it was difficult for Sully to shop for a little girl because he often asked his mother to shop for Hanna. Michaela took Hanna and Brian with her to the store, while Sully stayed home with the four older children. Sully ordered some take-out from Grace's for dinner that night, and Michaela planned to pick it up while she was out as well.

Zachary and Matthew helped Sully clear out the sunroom after they'd arrived home from school, and now the boys were outside playing catch. Baseball season was going to start soon, and Zachary wanted to help Matthew get ready.

Sully was busy adding on a wooden door frame to the archway that joined the kitchen and the sunroom. Once the frame was in, he could install a door and then Mia would have her own bedroom.

There were a few other changes he had to make to the sunroom that he wanted to get done that weekend. He was able to remove everything out of the room except for his washer and dryer. In addition, the back door to his house was also in the sunroom and Sully wanted to block access to it from Mia's new bedroom. His ranch was secure, but he had to consider all contingencies. The last thing he wanted was an intruder to attempt to enter the house, and if successful, be directly inside the room where his six-year-old sleeps.

Sully made a simple plan. He had a broom closet that was on the opposite side of the kitchen as the doorway that he was currently working on, but they were both located on the same wall. If he knocked out the back wall of the broom closet, he would have access to the sunroom. Sully was going to make an archway in the back of the broom closet and then he was going to build a wall in the sunroom that cut off access to the back door. In the end, two-thirds of the sunroom would be Mia's new bedroom and one-third would be his new utility and laundry room.

As Sully was working, Colleen walked up to him and sweetly asked, "Sully, where's Mia? I thought she was here."

Sully stopped what he was doing and looked at Colleen. She was so sweet, innocent, and naïve of the world, Sully thought to himself. Mia deserved to be that way too. He hoped he'd got there soon enough. She was still very young and was, of course, innocent. However, he hoped he could undo at least some of the emotional damage that had already been done to her.

Michaela informed him that Mia had been up, and outside of his bedroom, once since he'd left the house earlier that day but had requested to be alone when she attempted to engage her. Michaela agreed to grant that request as long as she had something to eat first. She believed that Mia was going through a depression and thought that they should give her space for the most part, but also try to draw her out a little each day. Above all else, they had to get her to eat, or she could make herself sick.

"I think she's in my room right now, Honey," Sully explained to Colleen, "She has that cat in there too," he growled under his breath. Sully couldn't believe it. First, he allowed the cat in his house, and now it was in his bed.

"Is she going to come out and play?" Colleen questioned.

Sully thought for a moment. Perhaps this was a good time to try to draw Mia out, "Why don't you go in my room and talk to her? Maybe you can get her to come out and play."

"I think that's a very good idea," Colleen said cheerfully and turned around and went straight to Sully's bedroom.

Sully smiled at her as she walked away and then got back to work.

"Hi, Mia," Colleen greeted her sweetly and happily as she walked through the door.

"Hi," Mia replied woefully as she held her cat on her lap.

Colleen skipped over and hopped on the bed, "Do you want to play with me?"

"I don't feel like playing right now," Mia told her honestly.

Not giving up, Colleen asked, "What's your kitty's name?"

"Jimmy," Mia answered.

"Did you get him for Christmas?" Colleen inquired.

"No, I've had him since I was a baby," Mia replied.

"I got my guinea pig for Christmas," Colleen sang, "You didn't get to meet Princess when you came over to my house yesterday, but the next time you come over, you can meet her."

"Can you leave me alone now?" Mia requested. She wasn't trying to be mean, but Colleen's cheerfulness was annoying to her when she was so sad.

"Why?" Colleen asked. She was not willing to give up on Mia yet, "You and me are gonna be best friends, I just know it!"

"How do you know that?" Mia asked. She was curious now.

"You know how Matthew and Zachary are best friends?" Colleen questioned, "and how Brian and Hanna are best friends?"

"Yes," she replied. In the short time she'd spent with the children she had noticed that.

"I asked God to bring me someone just like that, and here you are!" Colleen explained with a wide happy smile.

"Him?" Mia responded, sounding unimpressed, "My mommy said that God isn't real."

"Of course he is," Colleen said with a laugh, thinking Mia was very silly. Her grandmother had warned her about non-believers before and had taught her already that they are silly, "Why else would you be here if He wasn't real?" When Mia didn't look convinced, Colleen thought about something else that Elizabeth had taught her, "Have you ever made a wish when you blow out your birthday candles?"

"I wished for my own room with a big bed like you have," Mia admitted, "My mommy said that I can't have that until I'm older."

"If that's true then why is Sully building you your own room right now?" Colleen questioned, "My mommy went online shopping before going out to do real shopping at Target. She ordered you a big bed that is almost the same as mine."

Mia didn't know how to answer that.

"My grandma says that God drops hints all the time to tell you He's there. That doesn't mean you'll always get whatever you want, but He thinks about your wishes, dreams, and prayers when He is making His plan," Colleen informed her, "My mommy says that God listens to all prayers and then makes the best decision possible. That's why you're here. He thought about both of us, and then He made a plan."

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