Cassie:
How am I gonna take care of her? I never knew being a mother would feel like this. It's so...every moment. I'm just a kid. I'm not a good mother.
Monica:
Oh, Cassie, you are a good mother because you know what it is to love your baby more than yourself.
Cassie:
But how do I know the Feldmans are the right parents for her?
Monica:
No one knows the future, Cassie. I can tell you this. Your daughter's going to have a wonderful life. She's going to have freckles just like you. And she'll have skinned knees and maybe a broken arm but she'll win the fourth grade spelling bee and become president of her sophomore class. And she'll fall in love... a few times. And Cassie, she'll play the violin in the Chicago Symphony Orchestra.
Cassie:
How-How do you know all that?
Monica:
Because I'm an angel.
Cassie:
You mean like a psychic or something?
Monica:
[Chuckles] No, this is not a prediction, Cassie. It's a message. Do you remember when you were a child and you used to pray at night: "Please, God, let me make beautiful music"? Well, that prayer will be answered for generations to come because the beautiful music, it started with you.
