The woman assumed the elderly lady was the TRIPLET’s grandmother who looked after the babies while their parents worked. But when she saw the cops take the children away from her, she learned the shocking truth from the old woman. Attorney Phoebe Harper had just moved from Florida to New York when she first met an old lady with a set of triplets. Phoebe had been married to a man named Adam Carter for two years. But things didn’t really go well between them, so after they divorced, she thought moving out would be a fresh start.
At the same time, she was considering opening a new law practice and felt New York would be a great option. But soon after moving there, she realized how little she knew of the area. So she went for a walk every morning to explore new places. And it was one of those days that she observed the old woman with the triplets. Every day the old lady sat in the same park with three beautiful babies in their black strollers, their huge, innocent eyes scanning everyone as they were the cutest triplets I had ever seen. Phoebe thought about it every time she passed by them.
She had wanted to start a family for a long time. But thanks to Adam, who turned out to be a jerk, that didn’t happen. One morning, Phoebe was walking through the park when she saw that the old lady was not there. She thought maybe she was late or sick. But soon after seeing her, she was frantically pushing the stroller and looked scared. What’s wrong with her? Phoebe was taken aback. Soon she saw two huge figures, both dressed in police uniforms, chasing her. The woman turned to look at them, her eyes shining, and quickened her pace. Madam, wait there. One of the police officers shouted at her and immediately caught her.
At that point, the woman started crying and Phoebe stopped to observe what was happening. She noticed the woman was shivering and pleading with the officers. One of the police officers had snatched the stroller from her and was shouting at her. Phoebe wasn’t sure what was going on, so she decided to approach them and listen to what the woman was saying. Please, officer, she heard her beg. Don’t take these children. I can’t live without them. I beg you.
They take the children. But why? » Phoebe wondered, her eyes wide with surprise. Listen, Mrs. Green, one of the officers said sternly. We’ve checked your background and your home, and you can’t handle this. CPS needs to be involved so these children can be raised in a better place. Now get out of the way,” he shouted as you prepared to leave. But Mrs. Green didn’t move. She fell to her knees and began pleading with the police. I can’t imagine my life without my granddaughters. I will do everything you say. Please. Please. At this, the officer calmed down and explained to Ms. Green, we can’t help you.
We have to take the kids because we want them to be safe, okay? And we have to let them go. Sorry. Despite Ms. Green’s cries and pleas, the officers took the babies and left. Phoebe didn’t realize it, but she was almost in tears after witnessing the older woman’s plight, and she decided to approach her. Excuse me, madam, she said. Do you agree? Let me help you. She escorted the older woman to a bench and asked her to calm down. What happened, ma’am? Why did they take the children?
I’m sorry, I shouldn’t get into your case, but I’m a lawyer and I can help you. A lawyer? Mrs. Green’s eyes sparkled. Oh dear. You have to help me. They took my grandchildren. I can’t live without them. I understand, ma’am, but you will have to calm down and tell me what happened. Only then can I help you. Mrs. Green wiped away her tears. Three months ago, I lost my son and daughter-in-law in a car accident, she said. I was left alone to take care of my granddaughters. We had a small grocery store where my son and daughter-in-law worked together. But after their passing, I could no longer run the business properly and the store closed its doors.
I live off my savings and sometimes sell knitted sweaters and caps that help us get by in one way or another. I know I can’t raise three kids like that, but I can’t live without them. These are the only ones I have, darling. She managed to finish before bursting into tears. Phoebe’s eyes widened when she heard the woman’s tragic story. Don’t worry, ma’am, she assured him. I will help you. You won’t lose them.
I will make sure of it. Really? Mrs. Green looked at her with hopeful eyes. How are we going to do this? You just said you sell caps and knitted sweaters, right? That’s exactly where we start, ma’am, Phoebe replied, smiling. Come on, let’s go. Mrs. Green didn’t quite understand what was happening, but she followed Phoebe, who took the old lady home and quickly took her laptop out into the living room. You have a beautiful house. Sorry, I didn’t even ask your name, Mrs. Green remarked as she sat down. My name is Phoebe. Phoebe Harper. And you are? Mrs. Green. I heard the cops call you by that name. The older women smiled every week.
Elizabeth Green. Okay, Ms. Green, how exactly do you sell what you make? I ask because you need to be financially able to prove that you can care for your granddaughters. I set up a stand, honey. I don’t do it often because everything takes time to make, but I’ve managed to make a few pieces each month. Phoebe nodded, making a mental note of everything. Then she came up with a plan. She decided to help Ms. Green create a website for her handmade items and an Instagram page to attract more buyers.
She then spoke with a friend of hers who owned a clothing store and asked if she could ask some of her employees to lend a hand to the older woman who was making more of her knitted pieces. Fortunately, Ms. Green’s business began to grow gradually, and within three months she was earning a decent monthly income. During this time, Phoebe was in regular contact with the foster family who took in the triplets. Finally, when everything seemed to be falling into place, Phoebe helped Mrs. Green regain custody of the triplets. The documentation process and essential checks into Ms Green’s financial and living conditions took some time, but everything went well and the triplets were reunited with their grandmother.
When the babies came home, Mrs. Green hugged Phoebe and cried. I can never repay your kindness, darling. What you did for us, you are an angel. Well, Mrs. Green. Phoebe smiled at him. You can. And believe me, it won’t be that difficult. Phoebe revealed she fell in love with a colleague at her new law firm. His name was Tom Woods and he was a single father of two sons.
A month after dating, Phoebe and Tom had decided to get married and Phoebe asked Mrs. Green if she wanted to walk her down the aisle. I hope you won’t say no, Ms. Green. Oh, of course not, darling. Mrs. Green nodded, tears in her eyes. I’m so happy for you, she whispered. But that wasn’t the end of the story.
Later, Phoebe and Tom offered to look after Mrs. Green and adopt the triplets. Mrs. Green didn’t even think twice before nodding, relieved that when God called her home, her granddaughters would be in good hands. In this way, Phoebe became the mother of five beautiful children, while Mrs. Green became their loving grandmother.
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