"Not my family, no," Serena says, shaking her head. Everything they'd had was reduced to ashes in the fire that took their lives. She doesn't even have a picture of her parents.

She can't say whether George looks like her when she was an infant, because there's nothing left from when she was born at all. If not for her memories of her family, they might as well have never lived. "My husband's. He had it imported. It was very... special. He was very excited to have a son."

She says nothing about the fact it would be his second. The law didn't acknowledge a child born out of wedlock and nor will she.