Velara's POV.
"Gramma!"
"Hello, my sweet babies. How are you?"
My heart leaps with joy at the sight of my beautiful grandchildren, Gemima and Gerhard. They have a way of always brightening up my day without even trying to. They both run towards me, as fast as a three-and- four-year-old can, and throw their tiny arms around my neck as soon as they reach me.
"How are the two of you doing?"
"We're good, Gramma. Mom says that she's going to take us berry-picking today."
They're so excited that they talk over each other and I have to strain my ears so that I can make out what it is that they're trying to say. Both of them are grinning from ear to ear and their eyes have a magical sparkle in them. The kind you can only have when you're still a child, and you still believe that the world i
