Mira
Treading carefully was the major goal but my Aunt Kimberly didn't know any better and just had to open up the mic.
I was staring at Mom and Dad. All eyes were fixed on me.
“You're in contact with her?”
The look on their faces betrayed their better reaction.
I scoffed, the food in front of me looked less appealing now. “You'll do this to the end? I can't catch a break, can I?
Dad's gruff voice scolded me. “Watch your tone Mirabella.”
My head spun.
Watch my tone? I have been watching my tone since I was born. I was the only one who actually watched my tone.
I rose up to my feet, half expecting Theo to stop me, perhaps he wanted a tamed version of me too or maybe it was far too embarrassing, but none of that came. From the corner of my eye I watched him lean back into his chai
