Chapter 2
Fourteen Years Ago
THE ELDERLY WOMAN WALKED through the halls to the doctor's office and knocked softly. She had been in the waiting area for over five hours, waiting and hoping that the little boy would be alive. She was the one who called the ambulance, and she watched the accident happen. She had followed the ambulance to the hospital, and introduced herself as his prospective guardian.
His parents had died on the spot, and she was still rehearsing the speech she would use in relaying the information without breaking his heart.
Lara Johnson was a beautiful woman, even at fifty eight years, and she stood tall wherever she went. Her graying hair was packed neatly in a bun, and she wore a grimace as her heart throbbed deeply for the boy. She was the founder of Starlight Orpha
