"In that era, in such a small village, there was no place for a woman who was heavily pregnant without being married. Later, my grandmother couldn't wait any longer, the family had no money, and she was already seven months along, so she used the little clues she had to find the big city. She knew the man's name because he had told her where he lived, so she went to find him. Do you know what that man's name was?" Eliza Bell drank down the liquid in her glass, smiling as she asked him.
A terrible, ominous feeling slowly rose from his feet. Impossible, this couldn't possibly be...
"The young man's surname was Hughes, you guessed it right. That young man was the grandfather of Joshua Hughes..." Eliza waved for the bartender in the distance to come over and make her another drink.
