“If I don’t make it, give that to my mom, please.”
Alfonso only nodded but took the letters.
She continued up the mountain following the path Alfonso said her sisters took. Anna looked for any signs they left behind—a candy wrapper, a flashlight, a granola bar—but there was nothing. She kept thinking about the hermit and what he said. Only the one with the purest of intentions could catch the bird. She questioned her own motivation for being there. Did she really want the whole empire for herself? What did she really want to do with her life?
Did she really just want the bird to cure her father? What would she do with an entire empire if she inherited it herself?
Plenty. She could tell herself that she wasn’t really interested in all that money, but the truth was, she could do so much
