Bette: No. I wouldnt want Jenna to be with anyone else. I can provide for her and raise her like she was my own

Luke: Well thats what I love to hear. Denise use to tell me how much Jenna loved you and I wouldnt have a doubt in my mind that you would be an excellent caregiver to this little girl. Bette smiled and briefly reminisced about how great of a woman Denise really was. You will of course have to sign the legal documents to make it final, but we can do that later. Right now I would like to talk to you about the will that Denise and Richard had made up

Bette: A will? I had no idea that they had done that?

Luke: Yes, well I advised them to do so. They wanted to make sure that their child was taken care of in every way if something had ever happened to them.

Bette: Mr. Peters what are you talking about?

Luke: Well Ms. Porter, as you may have already known, Denise had quite a fortune and she left half of this fortune to Jenna. Of course she will not be able to use any of the money until she turns 18.

Bette: Of coursecan I ask how much money was left to Jenna?

Luke: Yes. Since you are her guardian you are in charge of the account. Denise left 10 million dollars to Jenna. Bettes eyes widened. She knew that Denise was rich but never had she thought she was THAT rich. Bette snapped out of her trance when Mr. Peters started talking again. And as for the other half of the money, Ms. Porter, wellthe will instructs that the other half of the money be given to you.

Bette: WHAT! No I cantwhy? Why me? Bette was yet again at a loss for words.

Luke: It is all stated here in these letters. Denise wrote one for you and one for Jenna when she was old enough to read. Bette took the letters. Ms. Porter, the way those two would talk about you was as if you were a savior. They loved you a lot and loved the way you are with Jenna. This is what they wanted. You must have been like family.

Bette: Yes we were. Bette smiledstarting to tear up. She finished signing all of the legal documents and took Jenna home, to their home. Jenna instantly fell asleep and Bette felt as if she could do the same. Tomorrow, she decided. She would have to deal with everything tomorrow. She undressed, pulling the letters out of her coat pocket, carefully placing Jennas in her top drawer and gently starting to open hers. She sat down on the bed and opened the fragile paper. The letter read:

Dear Bette

TBC The Letter