She screened and before she could get to me, Maria held her off as she stretched her hands to get to me in an attempt to reach out to me.

I stood up immediately and took a step back from her in horror, as she glared at me, at what had made her become like this, so angry and enraged that even her dress seemed tine so battered and scared she glared at me with so much hate and anger.

“What is the meaning of this Susan,” Maria yelled at her in anger and she glared at her so angry, the woman never loved my mother and she never bothered...