“I have an ancestor by the name of Grant Addaway. He and his wife—let’s refer to her as my great-grandmother—were once a loving couple with two sons. When Grant was around thirty years old, he came across a young woman who was on the brink of starvation. She was skin and bones, homeless, and an orphan. In those days, it was normal to come across people like her. Grant pitied her and brought her home. My great-grandmother pitied her as well, and had someone give her a bath and some new clothes. Later, to repay Grant, she stayed as a maid at the Addaway family.”“She was only fifteen or sixteen when Grant brought her home. When she turned eighteen, she was a beautiful, sexy woman who could attract any man. Do you know what her name was?” James asked.“Ashlyn,” Calvin answered calmly.James smiled. “Exactly. Grant was the one who named her that—when she first came to the Addaway family, there happened to be an ash tree in the garden, so he said, ‘Let’s name you Ashlyn.’ Ashlyn’s beauty
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