I pull the brush through my hair and tuck it neatly behind my ear as I examine myself in the mirror. Satisfied with my appearance, I quickly grab my purse and head for the bedroom door. I promised to take Iris and Kit to the local mall today and I’m already running late.
I open the door and stop abruptly when I see my mom standing there looking back at me.
“Oh… are you going out honey?” she asks, looking at me cautiously.
“Yes I am.” I state coldly, brushing past her.
“Natalia please… just give me five minutes of your time.” she pleads sadly.
I let out a puff of air and pause for a moment to consider it.
It’s been days since she last spoke to me and I can’t quite understand why she has suddenly changed her mind.
“Why should I?” I say firmly, shrugging my shoulders.
“Because
