"Jason," the girl beside the woman spoke up finally and I turned to look at her. She looked me in the eye for a moment before she had to look away, "I-I don't know if you remember me."
"Stones girl," I said and the girl frowned indignantly.
"Mary," she corrected, and I rose my brow, "My name is Mary. That is the name that Madam Sylvia chose for me."
"Mary then," I smiled, "It's a pretty name."
Mary blushed and smiled, "Thanks," she went silent for a moment before speaking again, "We really are grateful for what you did. 'I'm' really grateful. So… Thank you."
