He died my grandfather died i called him grandpa peter sometimes because he reminded  me of peter pan his name was john smith. I walked into the other room and told them what happened i was taken to another room and they read his will they finally got to me "And to my granddaughter Mary smith  i leave a necklace that my best friend gave me as a kid though i never  wore it i hope she will" i was given the necklace it was a vile with a fairy  on the outside filled with dust why there was dust i did not think i would ever know i went to bed and it started to glow