disaster. The cruelty she had directed toward my family had ultimately destroyed the place she had been so determined to protect.
I offered her temporary shelter despite everything that had happened. At first, she refused, embarrassed and angry. But several days later, she appeared at my door carrying a pie of her own. This time, there was no hostility in her face. She apologized sincerely and admitted that she had treated us terribly because she believed our family did not belong there.
I told her she could stay until she
