Aidan and Brennan looked at each other in surprise as the girl laughed softly.

“Well, you know her now; this is my dear great-granddaughter that I had to kill,” Lidora Nader said while handing the girl the nut bread. “Look what your grandmother did with her own hands!” she added theatrically.

Briccia sniffed it with her eyes closed and smiled.

“It smells delicious, Grandma, thank you. It would be great to eat it with chamomile tea. Can you put the kettle on for me?” she asked.

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