She turned around and sat on the couch, legs spread wide, her furred muff aimed at me. "What about your father? You keep sounding like he would be mad or something? Mothers and sons are supposed to love each other. It's natural."
"What?" I gasped.
Get more PearlsTop Up
Go to Joyread app
Then you can read more chapters. And you'll find other wonderful stories on Joyread.