Breaking Her at Thanksgiving
Hannah snapped.
She surged forward, her hand ready to strike her, but her mom was quick to hold her back
“Hannah, don’t.”
Clarissa just scoffed, taking a step back. “Sit, Bingo. This conversation is not for you.”
Hannah clenched her first so hard, they turned deathly white.
“Fuck you!” She yelled, stepping away completely. “I’ll be in the car.” Then she walked away.
Clarissa just smiled and gave a mocking wave.
But before she could say any other word, Vanessa stepped closer.