Abbi's POV

The next day Jake and I went to Dr. Gollan's office for therapy. While there Jake showed her the postcard. Is was sent only two years ago.  " It's possible she could still be alive. " Dr. Gollan said. " Right, and We could meet her. Maybe even find out what it was Grandpa wanted us to know. " Jake said. " But what if she's dead. Dr. Gollan. We are very concerned with Jake's state of mind right now. And there's no way I'm putting my life on hold to take you to Wales. " Mom said. " Dad, could take us. And he could look at birds. Work on his book. It means you get a break. And as Dr. Gollan said. Maybe We can move on. Like closure. " Jake suggested. I nodded. " Having an opportunity to see the children's home and separate fantasy from reality maybe helpful. And at the very least a trip like this provides a chance to say goodbye. " Dr. Gollan said. And I nodded agreeing. " Okay. You can go. " Mom said and Jake and I looked at each other smiling. When we got home we started packing while our father booked our flights. We would leave a day after tomorrow.