CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND SEVEN
“I’m kind of proud of your mum and uncle Thomas,” Peggy said as she helped me pack up the last of my bags. Thomas and Mum were making calls and if all went well, tomorrow morning we’d move out of this house and finally, have no Grandma up on my tail, telling me what to do. At this rate, she’d probably even decide when I should breathe or blink.
“I know I should be scared because we are going to be out there just the three of us but I’m not. It feels like I’m finally able to breath in peace without Grandma on my neck,” I smiled. This may have been once fancy mansion but never had it ever felt like home.
“I’m going to miss you,” She lamented as she got on my bed, cuddling my fluffy pillow.
“We are still attending the same school, aren’t we?” I laughed.
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