爱玛的心思从那时起隐隐约约。
说话间，睡了一夜的女孩起床下楼了，手里拧着她的小皮箱，望望两个老人，笑笑。然后再望望屋子外面，一付告辞的腔调。“昨夜，嗯，谢谢GRANNY，谢谢苏菲嬷嬷。”
“乖宝贝儿，来来。”爱玛没有理踩女孩的暗示，上前去拉着女孩的手，牵着，走到钢琴边， “嗯，GRANNY喜欢你弹唱那首，再唱一次好吗？”
女孩坐在凳子上，纤长的手指抚过钢琴黑黑白白的琴键，犹豫着，音乐还是响了起来。
When I find myself in times of trouble
Mother Mary comes to me
Speaking words of wisdom, let it be.
And in my hour of darkness
She is standing right in front of me
Speaking words of wisdom, let it be.
Let it be,
Let it be, Let it be
Let it be
Whisper words of wisdom, let it be.
And when the broken hearted people
Living in the world agree,
There will be an answer, let it be.
For though they may be parted there is
Still a chance that they will see
There will be an answer, let it be.
Let it be, let it be.
Let it be, Let it be
There will be an answer, let it be.
And when the night is cloudy,
There is still a light that shines on me,
Shine on until tomorrow, let it be.
I wake up to the sound of music
Mother Mary comes t