Prologue
......and they never met.
They didn't met at all ?
No they did not.
Abigail smiled at her grown up daughter who sat there in front of her clearly not believing what her mother just narrated. Her daughter's astonished expression reminded her of someone, unlike her daughter he used to believe the story told by Abigail. She always used to wonder why he never questioned her like others and finally one day she understood his reasons.