Family secrets can stay hidden in the dark for many years. Sometimes a simple melody sung on a crowded street can bring the truth back into the light.

Love always finds a way to protect the innocent. So let's dive into this story chapter by chapter and enjoy every moment of it.

Stepmother: Stop pulling back and keep moving right now!

Little Girl: Mommy, wait! Listen to that song!

Stepmother: It is just a homeless person on the street.

Little Girl: No, she is singing my special bedtime lullaby!

Stepmother: She is a complete stranger in the rain!

Little Girl: Look at her wrist! We have the same star!

Biological Mother: My baby... I found you at last!

Stepmother: Get away from my child this instant!

Biological Mother: Four years ago you stole her from room 204!

Father: What did you just say about my daughter?

A Song in the Rain

The heavy grey rain washed over the city sidewalk.

Seven-year-old Lily pulled against her stepmother's tight grip.

Her small pink raincoat flapped in the cold wind.

Evelyn kept walking fast without looking back at the child.

She wanted to get to the warm car parked down the block.

Lily wiped the cold rain out of her tear-filled eyes.

Suddenly a soft voice floated through the sound of falling water.

The voice was humming a gentle and familiar melody.

Lily stopped moving instantly and locked her knees.

Evelyn: What are you doing, Lily?

Lily: Listen to her! That lady is singing my song!

Evelyn: Keep walking right now before I get angry!

Lily: It is my lullaby from my dreams!

Evelyn grabbed the girl's small wrist with more force.

Her face twisted into a sharp and bitter scowl.

She looked toward a wet wooden bench near a store window.

A woman sat shivering under a faded black umbrella.

Her coat was old and soaked with heavy rain.

Yet her voice remained sweet and clear despite the cold weather.

Lily yanked her arm free with all her tiny strength.

She ran straight toward the wet bench before Evelyn could react.

Evelyn: Come back here this second, you foolish girl!

The sitting woman looked up from under her dark umbrella.

Her tear-stained face froze the moment she saw Lily.

She dropped her small canvas bag onto the wet pavement.

Lily stopped right in front of the shivering stranger.

The woman reached out a trembling hand toward the child's cheek.

Homeless Woman: Little star... is that really you?

Lily: You know my secret lullaby!

The woman pulled back her damp coat sleeve with shaking fingers.

On her inner wrist was a tiny star mark tattoo.

Lily gasped and pulled up her own pink sleeve immediately.

A matching star mark sat on Lily's pale wrist.

The woman reached into her pocket and pulled out half a locket.

Lily reached into her own collar and pulled out her half.

The two silver heart pieces clicked together with a small sound.

Evelyn marched over with loud and angry footsteps.

Evelyn: Get your filthy hands off my daughter right now!

The woman stood up slowly and placed Lily behind her back.

Her sad eyes suddenly burned with a deep protection.

Biological Mother: She is not your daughter, Evelyn.

Evelyn: You are crazy and you need to leave us alone!

Biological Mother: Four years ago you took my baby from room 204!

A sharp gasp came from behind them on the sidewalk.

Lily's father Mark stood there holding a large black umbrella.

His face had turned completely white in total shock.