Amelia it's my mom, dad never talked about her. He never kept any pictures of her, dad loved her,"She was a beauty filled with ambition, the only woman I ever loved." that's the only thing he said.She left him and it broke him.
The old woman kept smiling, the girls looked at me with fear and awe, "It is her, It is her.. " a voice rang through my head. Feeling of betrayal, sadness and anger ran through me, "No am not Amelia, you can call me Lark" she looked stunned for a moment and nodded. "you should be...