LUNA

"Alarie come down this second!!" I scream at my stubborn son. I've been calling him all day.

"I'm coming mum. Just a minute!" He shouts from his room.

"You said that five minutes ago," His sister Luna says as she hugs me. I ruffled her hair a bit before combing it with my hand again.

"Shut it cam!" He glares at her as he came down the stairs. He looks so much like his father, Donald. I thought my firstborn and also my son is going to take their father's anger but surprisingly no. Luna's anger is almost as bad as Don's.

"Why don't you say that to June"...