I roll my eyes at Penny.
“Penny you know fine rightly they took the girl in”
Isla scolds
“No I thought they were looking after a girl who was really sick? She doesn’t look sick and it looks like they are her parents not careers”
I roll my eyes at the snarky bitch
“They are my parents and I am sick. And your very rude. I’m going to die and your always going to remember that the first thing you said to me was rude”
I flinch at the word die and I hug her closer and glare at Penny. Her eyes were wide and her gob was wide open.
My parents grin at her but I can’t seem to get over that damn word as it floats around my brain trying to connect to the little girl in my arms who held a huge chunk of my heart.
“I’m sorry what’s your name”
She asks looking around the table for help but ever
