She never thought it would happen; her best friend and her would now become a family. She dragged her feet on the pavement until her reached their new home. She had been here many times, but this time it was different. She dreaded this day, even though she knew it was coming. She had known their parents were dating. She now has a new mom and a new sister.
She refuses to wash your clothes at home. She doesn’t call that house her home. She collects her laundry and waits for the weekend. She goes to her real home on the weekends. She washes her clothes in their old washer. She just wants the smell of home that would last for a week. Mother’s smell.