Flora was so sweet with her wild blond curls, large brown eyes, and those lush eyelashes that almost touched her eyebrows. A sprinkle of freckles spread across her nose and cheeks. And the distinctive birthmark on the inside of her arm, two inches from the inside of her wrist. Hazel said the brown marks looked like rabbit ears; Mum said butterfly wings and Papa said angel wings. Mum once told Hazel that her grandmother had the same mark, and that it was an ancestral gift, not a mistake.
