“Can I come in?” Mum asked innocently.
“How did you find us?” I said. She shrugged and looked down at the ground. I narrowed my eyes and shook my head.
“Gemma”I said under my breath. I moved to the side and allowed her to enter the house. She admired our home as she walked through it for the first time. She made her way into the kitchen and sat at the dinning table. I offered her a drink but she declined politely.
“Why are you here mum?” I asked, sitting down onto the chair opposite her. She twiddled her fingers nervously and took in a deep breath.
“Sweetheart, I want us to get along. This is ridiculous, fighting like this. I lost your father and he would be ashamed of how we have ended up” she admitted. I bit my lip at the mention of my dad, but she was right. He would be appalled at
