Why not?!?

Chapter 2: the move talk

Chapter 2: the move talk

When I got back that night my mum left a note on the fridge reading:

"I've been called into work, pies in fridge put it in the oven, which is already on, and cook for 20 mins. Love you."

It was like she was trying to ignore me. So she wouldn't talk.

So that night, hours after my bedtime, my mum came home. She thought I'd be in bed till she came up. I said "why?"

She answered "listen I'm sorry it was a transfer plea"

"No! I can't, no explanations"

We didn't talk at all. Not even the next day. We sort of fell apart, we weren't playing any of our games. It's like Miranda Hart turning into Miss Worthington (the quietist teacher ever).

I came to the before we were moving to Valencia. My mum came and sat me me down. She talked through the story. I didn't realise about it till then so the story.

My mum was just doing a normal day at her office when her horrible manager came. He made every body call him Master Battier (me and my mum call him master bater) and he literally made my mum move. He didn't even provide her with a property. So she had to go.

I didn't realise until now. Of course she has an evil manager. Why didn't I think of it till now. I shouldn't of bin so quiet.

So moving day...