Alex
I hoped I could trust Mom. She had put together a great welcome back party but she…was Mom. She was a Luna. She had a strong personality and a strange aversion to Chasity. I had pushed it down over the years, pretending that Chasity was burdensome not that Mom was inappropriate and unkind. There are things one can’t ignore anymore.
Chasity bumped right into me as she ran from the kitchen. Her eyes were a bit red and a little puffy and her nose pink. She hardly cried but when she did, the evidence showed up quickly. She was trying desperately to stop the tears but they kept slipping down her cheeks.
“Hey, hey, shh,” I cooed, cupping her face in my hand and wiping the tears away with my thumbs.
“What happened, Chasity?” I asked.
“Nothing,” she lied, her voice cracking.
Mom came o
