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Chapter 14. | Mints and Memories |
Day 13.
Sundays were my rest days, basically my favorite day of the week.
Binge watching TV.
Stuffing my face with junk that would give Amanda an instant heart attack.
Wearing sweats all day.
Those were my ideal Sundays, only this Sunday wasn't turning out too well and the first sign that today was going to go all wrong came in the form of my sleep deprived mom walking into the kitchen to announce that she wanted to spend the day with me. I was naturally surprised, I couldn't even remember the last time I had hung out with my mom.
It was always work, I was used to it though, at least I still had her. I hadn't talked to my father in years now, I wasn't even sure of his whereabouts now, yeah, it was that bad.
I had nodded and quietly continued nibbling on my waffles while she continued to stare at me critically. After coming to pick me up f
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