Epilogue
"Uncle Josef, tell me a story." A six year old Miriam tugged at her Uncle's sleeve.
"Isn't it your Uncle Mick's turn?" Josef set the financial times to one side, and regarded a determined looking Miriam standing in front of him, face flushed with determination
"I want you to tell it, Uncle Josef," Miriam protested in her small child's voice. "I want you to tell me the one about the princess who battled all the monsters and saved the friendly vampires."
"Alright then," Josef relented as he lifted Miriam onto his lap and waited for her to settle into his arms. "Come here, and I'll tell you the story of your Mother's life".