Prudence sat down on her bed, looking at the photo of her children, affectionately tracing her fingers on the photo frame, smilingly. Prudence had always hoped and prayed for a better future for her children and now every one of her prayers had come true and she had no reason to worry anymore. Back then, she had wondered how she would be able to raise three children alone; and cumbered by worry and fear, she had contemplated giving up her twins for adoption but now she realized she would have regretted her decision if her plans to have them out in foster homes had worked. Prudence sighed with relief as peace settled in her heart. The feeling of contentment she felt was true and unmeasurable.
Suddenly, Prudence heard a knock on her bedroom door but before she could say anything, Emily rush
