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Grandpa stared at the wall where grandma's portrait was. He didn't want to look at me, avoiding my eyes. As long as he told me what really happened, I didn't care. It's not like looking somebody into the eyes is a magical recipe against lying or something like that.
"Your grandmother was a beautiful woman. I fell in love immediately when I met her. She was studying in the newly formed Ecton Women's College, which was right across from the Inquisition College. Despite it being basically a school for women getting the MRS degree, your grandmother wanted no such things. She rejected my proposal — which I made despite my family's opposition because she was not arall. And don't roll your eyes, young lady — I know what you dark arall think about marrying other arall. But that's how things w
