Stacey and Amanda are sitting at the kitchen table holding mugs of hot cocoa not taking a single sip. Miss Betty is fluttering around the kitchen too nervous to sit still. Stacey’s eyes zip back and forth watching Miss Betty while Amanda just stares at her cup.
“Ok there is a lot to be explained but I am not the person to do it,” Miss Betty says as her pacing increases. Miss Betty can’t believe that it was finally time to give the girls the truth. She feels tears again, they are still too young.
“Who… who could possible explain what just happened,” Stacey finally squeaks out.
“Look there’s a lot to this and I was told I am not the person to tell you. O I know how about I tell you about me?!” Miss Betty says clapping her hands together. She looks to Amanda and Stacey and can tell they wo
