Macy's POV
I sat quietly in the front seat of Grandma’s old trunk, while she drove.
My heart was racing with all the new-found information my Nana told me, I wondered how all this could be true. But I saw the pictures and the dreams I...
Macy's POV
I sat quietly in the front seat of Grandma’s old trunk, while she drove.
My heart was racing with all the new-found information my Nana told me, I wondered how all this could be true. But I saw the pictures and the dreams I...