He walked into what looked like disorganized clutter that had accumulated for years… but, knowing his grandmother, that is just how her creative process worked. He was standing in the middle of her ceramics room and had no idea where to start. Overwhelmed by the mess, he began to clear it and stumbled upon something that made his heart pound. It was a safe. Excitedly, he pried it open. But he wasn’t prepared to find the twisted branches of his family tree inside.