“Are you serious right now?”
“Violet, don’t take that tone with me,” Mom says.
“What tone? The tone where you have totally let me down?”
“I haven’t let you down.”
“Bullshit.”
“Violet, you’re walking a fine line,” she says in a low voice.
That’s her ‘threatening’ tone, but I don’t care. I should have known. I should have f*****g known that she would bail on me.
“Back at you. I have three months left of high school and you just ruined them.”
“Whoa,” my stepdad Ben says as he walks into the living room.
“What is going on here?”
Mom and I are both breathing heavy, our chests rising and falling as we glare at each other. Mom puts her hands on her hips.
“Violet’s throwing a tantrum because I can’t go on her senior trip with her.”
I fist my hands at my sides.
“Way to downplay it. Th
