Blurb: “How long ago did you lose your mom?” Her voice was almost inaudible and it trembled as she spoke.
“Almost ten years ago… I was eight…” Samantha responded warily. She turned to Maia, “Why?”
“Does it get easier? You know, not having a mom…”
Samantha was quiet. She turned away from Maia. She had almost forgotten that Maia’s mother had been killed by the vampires that she was so vigorously hunting, “It doesn’t get easier, you just learn to deal with it better. Time goes on, it tears at your memory and helps you find closure. It isn’t easy though, it never will be. But I deal with it. You will too.” She sighed.