Chapter 69

“Hmm,” she smiles as she takes a sip of her wine. “That figures, what a strange direction for a girl so young to follow.” I narrow my eyes at her as I start to hear my pulse in my ears. Pick on me, bitch, and that’s ok, but pick on my career and it’s go time. “I bet you are really good at manipulating, oh sorry, I mean controlling minds and thoughts.” The double meaning is not lost on me. I can’t even pretend that she is not pissing me off now, the bitch.
“You have no idea,” I whisper as I glare at her. Joshua jumps up and starts to clear the table, obviously sensing the tension in the air, and Brock helps him. Mum and Dad re–enter the kitchen to serve up dessert. Brock takes the first load of plates into the kitchen.
“Oh, I have a very good idea how well you manipulate,” she sneers. I can’t hold my tongue any longer.