Tequila's POV
"Mom?" I gasp as she reveals herself, shaking her rich hair out of the hood.
"Tequila." She smiles, and I openly gape. "Oh stop it. You found the ring, and you figured it was me. My smart girl." My eyes, wide drapes over the fit lady. She still had her curves, and she looked more healthy now than before.
"Fiji's done me great." She says, placing her stuff on the table, and walking over to the fridge. She sighs loudly.
"Every time I come here it's the same food over and over. When are you gonna buy some. .tofu, and soya beans? You're gonna have to cater for vegans sometimes y'know." My blood runs cold.
"Yes. I've been here before. How else would I watch over my babies after Helga tried to use me to get rid of you." She tilts her head and my eyes widen.
"W-what?" She pull
