Jessica took a deep breathe while considering Davis words. "Yes, I think I know some bits and pieces of her though I may not recollect unless triggered by an image or emotion." She answered with all seriousness.
Davis shook his head lightly in denial. She never talked her mother's Family. "What about her family?" He asked.
Jessica's breath hitched in her throat. Her family, her people she don't know much about them but only had a connection with her grandmother who she had learned medicine from. Still contemplating her answer, there was a knock on the door "Dinner is ready." Came the quiet voice of the maid.
"Alright, set the table." Davis instructed and casting a glance at Jessica on the bed "don't bother on it, let's eat so you can sleep." He said, worry and concern evident in his tone.
