She now slept in the backseat of Raymond’s old red car, curled up in the tight space, trying to stay warm.
The only two people who occupied her thoughts were Raymond… and Debbie.
Debbie had left home at the age of 18, determined to support the family. Life led her to kind-hearted people who believed in her, and over the years, she rose to become a respected medical researcher.
— “I’m so proud of our girl, Raymond,” Rose whispered into the night. “Please look after her. Find a way to let her know I’m okay… and that I love her.”