Chapter Thirty-One
Chrys came out a few minutes later as she approached me, dangling the car key in the air.
“You forgot you don’t have the key?” she asked. I rolled my eyes, annoyed, and slid off the hood, going around to the passenger seat.
“So, what did our wonderful Aunt Laura have to say after I left?” I asked as I climbed in.
She let out a sigh as she started the car. “Nothing relevant, but I swear she is hiding something. There was just something that didn’t feel right in that house.”
“I agree; something was absolutely off with her. I mean, she seriously let two innocent kids basically live on the street,” I said, not hiding my annoyance.
“And once again, you’ll make this about you. Even knowing all this, you still have no empathy for your mother?” she asked nastily. I pulled
