Amelia never thought about the possibility of one day losing her grandmother. It was true death waited for no one and these days many people were dying young but she hoped her grandmother would stay with her longer. Losing her mother was already hard enough.
"Your grandfather used to say I am a witch who could not die. If only that were true I would have put a curse on him long ago."
Margaret stared at Amelia after she had no reactions to her words and was most likely thinking about death. "Do you want to go out and have some fun today? I heard there is a festival in a town near my home. It would do you some good to have some fun before the coming days become hectic."
Amelia didn't feel like going to the festival as she had more important things to worry about. "I should really focus-"
