AVA

“Good morning.” Mom sang walking into my room, she rolled up the curtains.

“Mom.” I groaned sitting up on the bed. I had fallen asleep really late last night.

“So, how was your trip?” she asked sitting on the bed. “What trip?”

“I know where you went to yesterday, Ava.” mom teased turning to look at me, “I am your mother, I know things about you my dear.”

I sighed and looked up at her, she saw the look in my eyes and pulled me into a hug, offering comforting words ...