"So you're telling me we're not originally from the Prime Universe?" Grandma asked from across the table while I sat in the kitchen eating the food she had prepared.
"Yes. All Ironharts aren't," I replied. "Did you ever know anything about it?"
She shook her head slowly.
"No. I had no idea." Then a small amused smile appeared on her face. "All Ironharts, huh? Interesting."
She leaned back slightly and chuckled.
"So I guess that means I married an alien."
I chuckled as well.
"Yeah, looks like that. So how does it feel to have married an alien?"
"It was alright," she said with a small smile. Then her expression slowly turned serious.
"But we still don't know where their souls are, right?" she asked quietly. "And… could your grandfather be there too?"
"It's possible," I said with a nod.
She exhaled slowly, as if steadying herself, then straightened in her chair.
