His wife

“Look at the mirror Eve, you’re pretty like your momma.” The older woman fixed the mirror properly so she could see her small little self. She was eight years old then and was pulled up and made her sit on the chair.

And this same particular time, getting to the time of her birthday.

“You would look so beautiful in the dress I picked out for your birthday. It’s a blue dress and it’s gonna match your eyes.” She brushed her long golden brown hair with a pink brush. With a broad smile across her face.

“Mother knows best they say...” She giggles, staring at herself in the mirror.

“I can’t wait for my present mother,”

“You would be surprised, your father is planning on showing you the blue diamond. Our heirloom.”

“Seriously Mother! Isn’t it supposed to be a surprise?” She turned and her blue eyes sparked with excitement. Mrs. Montana cupped her small face in her hands.

“You always wanted to know why you and your brother have blue eyes. It’s what makes us Montana, a sacred thing that