Chapter 33 – Back at Home 2
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“Ms. Ada, what do you want to wear tonight? I arranged your clothes like you always wanted and swept all the dirt up to the ceiling. The chef said that he will make your favorite for dinner and…”
Ms. Ada, my ass. They have been calling me an unwanted child for a while now, yet this sudden twist of fate changed their behavior with just a flick of a finger. I bet not even my own mother would be able to tell that something like this is possible to exist.
She could be laughing now wherever she is for the stage that we all reached by now. My mother might be clapping her hands while laughing like a vengeful ghost.
Entertaining, indeed – my dead mother and all the people in this rotten mansion. I can’t help but be amazed by their flexibility to adapt. Well,
