Victoria sat up in her bed, skimming through the diary her father had lent her. There was much in there that interested her. Her father had kept a daily record of his and her mothers relationship. One day they would be out for a walk in the woods, another they would be aboard his ship just enjoying the day. Not a single day seemed to go by without some sweet memory taking place. Victoria smiled as she continued to read the book. The diary went on for a good 13 years, before suddenly ending abruptly. Victoria looked at the last page confused. "Mutney..." Victoria muttered.