"You really can't get anything right can you?" Marjorie looked over at her Mum, wondering what she had done this time. She could never quite figure out their relationship - she loved her Mum dearly, but whenever they spent time together Marjorie ended up feeling deflated.
"What do you mean?" Marjorie replied.
"I told you to get nice bread, this one's rubbish" her Mum shouted back, throwing the loaf across the kitchen counter.
Marjorie had only gone to the shops because her Mum hadn't been feeling well, she was only trying to help. That was nice bread, it was the most expensive one they had. She sighed...wrong again.
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SHE LOVES ANYWAY - (TNN - MARJORIE)
Fanfiction**WORK IN PROGRESS** What was Majorie's childhood like? Why does she jump to conclusions? What does she struggle with? What is she scared of?
