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Rubies And Sapphires
Aspen’s POV I have a family! And they love me! I was absolutely giddy. And still a bit tearful. The group hug had gone a long way toward soothing my ravaged soul. We went to a small, intimate salon that I could tell was a favorite of my mother’s, and the servants served tea. I delicately nibbled little sandwiches and drank tea while my mother and sisters bombarded me with questions. I answered as best I could. Then I got to listen to some of their stories. We laughed and talked for hours. “You were a difficult birth,” my mother finally confided. “But we both pulled through.” “That’s good,” I said. “It’s always been a struggle for me, thinking I killed my mother in childbirth,” I admitted. “Tosh. I can’t believe they let you believe that all those years. My poor baby.” My mother kissed
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