Climbed the few steps and walked inside. It was a beautiful home a huge flatscreen tv dominated the wall above a small fireplace. There were two leather couches and a coffee table with glossy magazines.
There was a kitchen diner and she guessed bedrooms through the door at the end.
“Mother liked her luxuries.” It was the girl, Jess.
Shanna spun round with a whoosh of air puffing from her lips. Hand to her heart she chuckled. Then thought that was inappropriate and stopped.
“You scared me.” She said. “I’m sorry what Tanisia did to your mom.” The young woman shrugged.
“She wasn’t a good mother, what mother would send a sixteen-year-old into town on the weekends to pick up men for money?” she didn’t know what to say.
“Don’t worry. We aren’t as inbred as they were our fathers’ genes
