"This is all out of control, Lizzy!"
I couldn't hold back my anger anymore, when Lizzy came back around midnight. I don't know what she was thinking, her husband was home and she kept partying with her friends who were all kinds of random.
"You shouldn't keep attending all the party invitations you get from your friends, Lizzy," my mother said with a frown. "At least, when Peter is home, you should take care of him properly, instead of having fun by yourself."
Lizzy looked at me, then at my mother. Her face looked scornful and her smile was sarcastic.
"Why should I bother taking care of Peter? You're his mother. I'm not his wife yet, so it's not my responsibility. Besides, this isn't my house. I don't feel at home here and I don't think what I do outside has anything to do with you
