Larry's House

“Oh my God! Ava, what happened to your face?” Hilda exclaimed, as she helped herself up from the sofa and went toward Ava.

Ava sighed and brushed past her mom, as she went to stand in front of the vanity mirror, “I got into a fight with Olivia.” she said, her fingers slowly tracing the marks in her face.

“What?!” Hilda snapped and narrowed her eyes at her.

“When did I told you to fight with Olivia, I said you should…”

“Mom, I'm not even done telling you the details. I'm sorry I took matters into my own hands, at least it's worth it.” She smiled, and turned...