They didn't get along so well, but that's not relevant. Probably.
It had snowed, and the stone was flush to the ground, so here we are digging Grandma's grave up. But we stopped at ground level.
And that's when I learned Grandma's real name. She went by Lottie. Which we all assumed was short for Charlotte. In fact, she used that in formal contexts.
Nuh uh. Not Charlotte. Vladislava. Yeah, that's right. Grandma's real name is the feminized form of Dracula's real name.
Actually a pretty good fit for how she treated anybody that wasn't one of her grandchildren. She was nice to us, though.