Reign
We walked in and the receptionist looked at me and rolled her eyes, “What do you want?” She sighed.
“First of all, you will not roll your eyes at my sister, who also happens to be your Queen.” Grace growled.
“You will show her respect!” Aleya finished.
“Ladies, what is the problem?” Aunt Ebbie asked.
“Just reminding this mutt who her Queen is.” Aleya narrowed her eyes.
“Whatever.” The girl commented.
“That is enough!” Aunt Ebbie scolded. “You are excused for the day; you will be on unpaid leave for a week. Disrespect for your Queen or anyone else, will not be tolerated.”
“You can’t do that!” the girl huffed.
“Yes, I can, and I just did. Now go!” Aunt Ebbie pointed to the door. The girl gathered her things and stomped out. “I’m so sorry.” Aunt Ebbie sighed.
“It’s ok
