C41 Mother Theresa

Mum must be waiting for me but that knowledge doesn’t stop me from shutting the front door quietly. The living room lights are off, the stairs are illuminated by the ceiling lights on my bedroom floor. Alert, I tiptoe to the stairs. If I can get into my room, then I’m safe from her questions tonight. That woman doesn’t quit and if I prove too stubborn, she will recruit Dad’s help. As a team