1 'Now this is really interesting…', a gentleman in a black suit said.

'That thing?', a little girl answered without any reason.

'Yes, you know what this represents?'

'That, sir, is purgatory, you see the damned souls in the fire are trying to pull others with them, they're screaming. And look at that one, it's trying to pull itself out of the fire but something is stopping it… Why would someone want to put this in a hotel lobby?'

'It's very well-made.'

The girl just smiled at him.

'I'm Audrey by the way.'

'Audrey… That's a really nice name, do you know where that one comes from?'

The girl hesitated for a moment and then said:

'As a matter of fact ,sir, I do. It comes from Aurelia, that's also my given name. Afer Marcus Aurelius, he was a great writer.' The man looked surprised at her comment.

'Where do you live, Audrey? I presume you're not an Italian girl.'

' Washington D.C., I'm American. I'm here on vacation with my mom and sister.' The man was anxious to know more about this girl who seemed to be an exaxt replica of the one woman he loved more than life itself. So he kept asking.

' And your father? Where is he?'

For a moment there he saw sadness in Audrey's piercing blue eyes.

' Don't have one.'

'Audrey!!!' , another girl yelled from the elevator that just stopped at the ground floor of the hotel.

'I'm coming!',then she turned to the man she had been talking to for a while.

'I have to go back to the apartment, mom is taking us out shopping today. See you around, huh?'

' Yes, I suppose. Now go to your family. Bye.'

Aurelia…"Audrey"…Washington D.C … another sister … no father… Was it possible? He wondered what the name of the other girl, who was obviously Audrey's twin sister, was.