Lewis and I peek out of the door as we see Ruby run up the stairs, tears streaming down her face.
I would never stand up to Mother, but she crossed the line this time.
I grabbed Lewis's arm and we ran down the stairs. I was fuming, and you could practically see the smoke billowing from my head. "Mother!" I shout.
She spins around, a smile plastered on her phony face. Then she frowns. "What's wrong?"
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How To Not Be A Mother
Short StoryRuby lives with her three siblings: Sam, Lewis, and Alice. She has been taking care of them since she was very young- in the place of their so-called mother, Esme, who's never around. It's time Esme learns her lesson. But will the kids be brave enou...
