“ You were only but a child, Charlotte. You didn't understand that your grandfather was weak, but you sure as hell didn't want him to die. We couldn't even tell you that he won't be with us in a few months. Call me selfish, but I was glad that you lost your memory, especially the one about the accident. But, the death of your grandfather in that accident bred another problem "

Charlotte sniffed as she pulled back from the hug to look at her mother's face, “what problem?”

“Your grandmother began to hate you. She has never really liked me, but the hatred was not extended to you as...