“She sounds kind and loving,” I cut in.
“Oh yes she was,” she replied, chuckling. “She was a sweetheart.”
“She and your grandmother made sure we were safe here and hidden,” She added.
My face lit up. “My grandmother?” I said almost in a whisper, surprised. I had a grandmother? Here? Never heard about her before. Who was she?—my mind was disturbed for some reason.
“Oh.” Della chuckled. “Her name was Theresa, and your great grandmother was Aurora, although I never got to meet her, I heard a lot about her,” She continued. “And just like her whom your mother got such a good heart from, she loved the people of this village… accepted the rejected. Saved them and…”
“Aurora…” I repeated. That name sounded familiar, I thought to myself.
Oh my god! Aurora’s seal. I gasped at this revelation c
