Angered.

Everyone all sat and ate quietly.

It was quiet but not until mom walked out of her room.

She rolled down and met us talking at the dining room table.

"What's going on here,"

I turned seeing her standing behind me.

She stood at the same spot, refusing to leave.

Julia stepped up to bring her in

She takes her hands out but as usual, mom shoved them and walked at her own pace.

Ironic.

Mom has never once acted well with Boma, and now that her lookalike is here, I'm guessing the same drama is set to continue.

My mom isn't going to change.

She hasn't changed before and I don't think she's gonna change now