She looked up at Evander. "That night, we both slept in the same bed."
Evander didn't respond immediately. He kept looking down at her, as if trying to make sense of what she was telling him.
Finally, he spoke. "And what happened next?" he asked quietly.
"My grandma cried when she saw me," replied Victoria, smiling gently. "She hugged me tightly, and I buried my face against her shoulder. After that I never saw her again. My grandmother is dead and I haven't seen her since."
"And your grandfather?" questioned Evander softly.
"He got older, and I never really saw him anymore. He spent most of his time in the pub, playing cards with his friends. But he did seem to care a great deal about me. He never forgot that I was his granddaughter. I guess he must have been a bit confused by me bec
