Anna kept on grumbling on their way, she didn’t know how her father managed with a woman like her mother because she was the most stubborn woman she had ever known in her life. Was this how it had always been? She always got her way if she wanted something and even though Anna knew she could be rude to her and tell her that she wasn't going to the invited dinner, but she didn't want to make her feel bad. She wanted her mother to know she had always got her back. If she remembered what she had done for her when she was in the state of distress, Anna felt the urge to do everything for her so long as it wasn’t going to get in way with what she hated.
She felt her mother’s hand in hers and when she turned, she was flashing her one of her sweet smiles but Anna pouted instead. “Is my baby stil
