I turned off the motor, and locked the car before heading toward the door. Once inside I noticed that the house was quiet. She usually had music playi...g while she sang softly along, but tonight it was different. I placed my belongings in their usual place and made my way toward the kitchen for a glass of water. I set the glass in the sink, turned and made my way up the stairs. From the top of the stairs I could see the light as it spilled from the bedroom door. It was left ajar of course, she. Seething at the searing pain inhis back, Morwendor pushed it to the back of his mind as he searched the grounds for an escape. A faint reminder of the sweet food he’d just eaten played on the wind, and as it came from the forest and not his own hands, he followed it, ignoring the growing pain in his left arm and back, and the shouts from the window above. Running under the shade of trees, skipping over jutting roots and rocks, he came to a small clearing, and the faint sweet scent flitted into. Mum’s eyebrow reached hitherto unknown heights.“Cayenne invited Marcus to the prom as an overage guest,” I explained. “Marcus got a last-minute call-up to a state football camp. They’d already bought a prom package including tuxedo rental and limo hire, and they chose me to be his stand-in. All I have to do in return is make Cayenne look good until the voting for Prom Queen is over.”Mum’s eyebrows levelled out, but I didn’t like the way they were curling.“Let me get this straight,” said Mum.. Most of the kids knew the reputation my family had.As the sales lady left us at the clearance rack, mom started riffling through the clothes. Now, while mom did wear clothes that were way too small to cover up her body, there was no chance in hell that clothes made for a 6 year old was going to fit her 36D tits. We actually were there to buy some clothes for my sweet baby sister.“Ooh, this would look REALLY cute on Becca!” mom exclaimed as she held up a really small shirt.My baby sister Rebecca.