Part 1: There’s a Rat in the House (Bea’s Diary)
Dear Diary, now that Kara and Joey are getting along, things are going much smoother in our lives. Finally, I would have the time I needed to spend on the box from Aunt Rosetta. As I went upstairs to the guest bedroom where I’d hidden it, excitement rose in my throat.
True, some of the photos inside the package were gruesome in nature. They were horrible enough I could barely stand to look at them. Even so, I felt a certain thrill knowing there was a mystery to solve.
I strode across the room, flinging the closet door open only to find, to my horror, the box wasn’t there! As panic drove my pulse into a craze, I looked under the bed, and in the empty dresser. I know I hadn’t moved it to another spot. I’d left it in the closet on the shelf.
With growing urgency, I looked in the closet again even though I knew I wouldn’t find it.
There was only one explanation. There was a rat in the house.
I gathered Mom and Perry in the garage which was the only safe place to confront them without the children overhearing.
Looking from one then the other, I said, “Where is the package from Aunt Rosetta? I know one of you took it!”
Perry’s mouth formed a little “o,” and he shook his head. “I don’t know what you mean. Why would I take it?”
“Because you didn’t want me to focus on that instead of our family!”
His neck turned red and his eyes narrowed. “That’s preposterous,” he sputtered.
My gaze turned to my mother. “Well?” I demanded.
Her mouth became a firm, thin line as she glared back at me. “Don’t look at me! I want nothing to do with it.”
“Bea,” Perry said, “you probably misplaced it, that’s all.”
My jaw dropped as his words hit me full force. “Misplaced it? Misplaced it?” I was shouting now. “I’m not some empty-headed baboon! I know exactly where I put it, and it’s not there!”
“This is getting out of hand,” he said. “There has to be an explanation.”
“Oh, there is,” I fumed. “One of you is lying, and I don’t believe it’s Perry!”
Mom looked at me now with fury in her eyes. “I am not lying, and I cannot believe you would entertain the idea that I would deceive you. I told you I wanted nothing to do with that ghastly thing.”
“Yes, you did say that. You also said you didn’t want me to have anything to do with it either. You told me to forget about it. You wanted me to burn it! Remember?”
“I remember exactly what I said. That doesn’t mean I would steal it from you like a common thief!”
“Ladies,” Perry said, “let’s look for the box. I’m sure it’s here somewhere.”
“Oh, no. I’m not helping. I am glad it’s gone,” Mom said, “but that doesn’t mean I did anything with it.”
“Yeah, right,” I spat, my rage consuming me.
In a huff, Mom headed for the door to the driveway. “They’re expecting me at the hospital.”
After she left, I let out a huge breath, my shoulders slumping. “I know she did it.”
Perry sighed, running his hands through his hair. “Your approach leaves something to be desired.”
Heat filled my cheeks as I realized how I’d yelled at him. “I’m so sorry. I never should have accused you. Of course, you wouldn’t do something so devious.”
“Apology accepted.” After a pause, he said, “Why do you think your mom would do such a thing? And then, lie to you about it. That doesn’t seem like something she’d do.”
“I wouldn’t have thought so either, but, then, you didn’t see her the other day telling me to burn the box to ashes.”
Perry and I tore the house apart, looking for what I was convinced my mother had hidden or destroyed. We never found it.
Part 2: A Thief Revealed (Kara’s Diary)
Dear Diary, I’m ashamed to say I took it. I’m the culprit. I feel terrible that Grandma was blamed for it, but I don’t feel like I had much of a choice. Recently, I was alone downstairs, getting a drink of water when I heard loud voices from upstairs. Creeping to the bottom of the main staircase, I could hear Grandma and Mom arguing about some box.
They were very upset, and it was clear Grandma wanted Mom to get rid of it. Mom was fighting back, saying she had to find out what it was all about. Naturally, I wanted to know more, yet I knew if I asked Mom about it, she would never tell me. It was a secret of some kind. Not any ordinary secret, though. A terrible one that sounded dangerous.
They almost caught me eavesdropping as Grandma hurried down the staircase and out the front door. I stepped back a few steps when I heard her coming. Somehow, I could sense my mother looking down the stairs. That’s when I realized I was a casting a shadow. As fast and quietly as I could, I backed up further, holding my breath. I didn’t let it out until Mom came down the stairs. She couldn’t see me in the shadows as that part of the hallway was especially dark.
As she passed right by me, then went toward the kitchen, I could see the glistening of tears in her eyes. The hurt she was carrying came off of her in waves, assaulting my sensitive nerves.
That’s when I decided I had to see for myself what this was all about. It wasn’t hard to find the box in the spare room closet. As if it was calling my name, I came right to it.
With shaking hands, I pulled it off the shelf, and opened it. My anxiety increased as I held each letter, photo, and page. There was something evil about the contents. It was then I knew why Grandma couldn’t stand being near it, and why she wanted Mom to get rid of it.
Carefully returning all the items, I wondered what I should do. I could put everything back exactly the way I’d found it and no one would be the wiser. However, the heinous nature of the box’s contents prevented me from seriously considering that option. I didn’t know much about the world at large, but I was certain this was the kind of thing that can hurt people if they’re not careful.
My father was dead. I couldn’t let anything happen to my mother.
Once I was able to reason this out, it only took a few minutes to remove the items from the box and slide them into a plastic storage bag; the kind Mom packed the boys’ sandwiches in for school, only the bigger size. There was a neighbor doing some remodeling on their home, so, I threw the box away in the dumpster they’d rented.
Even in a sealed, plastic bag, I could feel evil emanating from what was inside. Realizing this might have an affect on me, I decided it could be in my room, but not in contact with any of my family members.
My bedroom has a little door that accesses extra storage under the place where the roof slopes. So, I pried one of the floorboards up, and slipped the bag inside, careful to make sure the board was flat again when it was replaced.
Part 3: One Year Later (Bea’s Diary)
Dear Diary, despite losing the box Aunt Rosetta wanted me to have, the past year has gone well. It took a long time, but I was finally able to let it go. What else could I do since I never found it? Mom claimed up and down she had nothing to do with its disappearance, and I wanted to believe her. I could never understand what else might have happened to it, though. All I knew for sure was that it was gone for good, probably burned to ash as Mom had wanted all along.
The children have made great strides since I last wrote. Andy (who wants us to call him Andrew now, although I keep forgetting), is enjoying playing shortstop on his school baseball team. It’s almost Spring, so he’ll be at it again once the snow melts. Kara has been doing well in her studies and will be joining her class in school with tutoring at home as needed. She’s so excited to make friends and join children her own age. And, I’m so proud of how far she has come. Joey, well, he’s having his birthday soon and will be joining his older siblings at their school. I suppose I’ll be buying more baseball equipment once he’s old enough for tryouts.
Joey’s birthday came before I knew it. We had Karen’s family over as we usually do when we’re celebrating something. This is Teagan who had her birthday three months ago. I think she’s become a lovely young lady.
Everyone cheered as we lit the candles!
I hope we can still call him Joey instead of Joseph. We’ll see.
Part 4: What Did I Learn? (Kara’s Diary)
Dear Diary, today was my first day at school. Mom and Perry say they are really proud of me for learning so much in what they say is a short period of time. They’re keeping the tutor on in case I still need help. As for school itself, nothing could have prepared me for the difficulty I had opening my locker, finding my classes, or keeping calm in the frantic hallways between classes. As I walked home with my brothers, and Teagan, I thought about Mom.
I knew as soon as I walked in the door, she would want to know what friends I’d made. The truth is, I don’t find it easy to speak to people I don’t know. When someone approaches me, I find it so overwhelming, all I can do is fight back tears.
I didn’t have to worry about that today, though, because no one approached me. Not one single person asked me my name or wanted to be my friend. It wasn’t until I was eating my lunch, watching groups of kids laughing and talking to each other, I realized they didn’t need me to be their friend. They already had friends. I was the needy one.
It made sense, although, it saddened me. Someone who feels the way I do inside isn’t likely to introduce themselves to anyone. Just as I felt like crying from shyness, I felt like crying because no one wanted me. It was a no-win situation.
The boys were talking and every once in a while shoving each other in the arm. I would never understand them. Teagan was quiet like me.
We passed a huge house that was gated with black and gold bars. Touching the fence, a sadness washed over me in such strength, tears sprung to my eyes. It was the most lonely thing I’d ever felt.
“What are you doing? Come on,” Teagan said, urging me forward.
A man got out of the car that was out front. He walked all the way around the car to the passenger side and opened the door. A teenage boy wearing sunglasses got out. The man said something to him, then held his elbow as they headed to the front door.
As I stepped back in time with her, I asked, “Who is that outside that house?”
“That’s the snootiest family you’ll ever see,” she answered. “They’re the richest people in the whole city and they don’t stoop so low as to pay us little people any attention.”
I wanted to know more, but we’d already reached Teagan’s house.
We were saying goodbye to Teagan when a girl named Sibley Duncan showed up. She and I had spoken little because whenever she was around she barely noticed I was there. She focused all her attention on Andrew and Joey for reasons I couldn’t fathom.
“Hi, Sibley,” Andrew said.
When he spoke to her, his voice sounded funny. I’m not sure I can describe it except to say I thought he was trying to make it sound deeper.
“Hi, Andrew,” she said.
Her voice was high-pitched but not shrill, and her diction was strong as if she was used to speaking in front of groups of people.
“Hi, Joey,” she said, moving her eyes to my other brother.
“Hey.”
“Um… Sibley, would you like to go to the dance with me?”
When Andrew asked her, she grinned from ear to ear, but Joey looked a little put out.
“Yes!” she shrieked, making me want to cover my ears.
This entire exchange seemed awkward and strange to me, although, I wasn’t sure why.
From my right, I heard Teagan clear her throat, and I was the only one who noticed. I was about to ask her what was wrong, but something stopped me. She had the strangest expression on her face as she stared at my brothers with Sibley. It almost made me think she was upset about something.
“I’ll pick you up at seven,” Andrew said.
Sibley did this cute thing where she blushed, then averted her eyes, a small smile on her face. Watching my brothers, I could see they were both mesmerized by her.
“That sounds great,” she said. “Well, I have to get home now.”
“Bye,” Andrew called as she left.
Something strange happened after that. Andrew and Joey gave each other dirty looks whenever Sibley’s name was brought up. And, Sibley began speaking to me. After a few weeks of getting to know her, Mom suggested I ask her for a sleepover. So, I did.
When Sibley got here, though, I didn’t know what I was supposed to do. We sat on the window seat in my bedroom.
“Wow,” she said, “your room is very… pink.”
The way she said “pink,” I could tell that might not be a good thing.
“I like pink,” I told her.
She smiled patiently at me, then said, “So, have you ever had a sleepover?”
I could feel my shoulders slumping forward. “No.”
“Okay, well, we’re supposed to do our nails, hair, and makeup, eat popcorn, and talk about boys.”
“Why would we talk about boys?”
“Are you a lesbian?” she asked.
“A what?”
“You are a strange girl, Kara.”
I sighed and picked at one of my nails. “I know, and I’m sorry about that.”
It was her turn to sigh. “I can see I have my work cut out for me.” She then proceeded to explain to me why I should want to talk about boys.
I’m not comfortable writing down what she told me. Suffice it to say, I felt sick to my stomach, and could scarcely believe her. She swore up and down it was true and she called it “sex.”
But then, I realized I’d once seen ducks doing something similar to what she described by the little pond next to the shack I grew up in. When I mentioned it to my father, he laid into me about how I shouldn’t ask questions about that sort of thing. I didn’t understand until now what I was asking questions about.
Sibley finished up by saying she wouldn’t tell anyone at school I didn’t know. I felt very stupid to find out everyone at school knew about this except me. Then, she told me she had done this herself already.
“I’m never doing that,” I said, and she held her stomach while she laughed.
Notes
Well, there you have it! Kara is learning a lot, some of it horrifying to her. LOL I hope you enjoyed this chapter.
Do not fret! We will be addressing the box again in the near future!
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Haha poor Kara. I’m with her though.. people’s obsession with sex is just weird!
I sense the box isn’t quite out of our life yet..
LOL Thank you 😀 I agree with your assessment. As for the box, you are definitely right about that.
This Sibley is not a good influence.
You’re most likely right about Sibley.
You are not strange Kara you are normal.
Thank you. She needs to know that. 🙂
Of course ^^
I’m impressed that Kara took the box. That was very brave of her! But as long as it is intact, the mystery lives. And I’m sad that Ellie got blamed for it. This really seemed to open up their old wounds.
A love triangle (or square, if you factor Teagan in). Teenagers. And I’m curious what that boy is going through for Kara to feel what she did.
Sibley does not seem to be the right friend for Kara, lol. She’s not exactly mean girl status, but hopefully there is someone else Kara can make friends with who is more like her.
Thank you, Heather 🙂 I agree that was brave of Kara. And, the mystery definitely lives! 😀 Wait until you see! Eeep! 😀
I think it was unfair for Bea to blame Ellie. One day, she might regret this step backward.
Yes, factor Teagan in! LOL And, poor Kara can’t figure it all out. I think you’re right about Sibley. We’ll soon see how that turns out.
I can’t wait for you to meet the boy Kara was drawn to. 😀 And, you’re right! Kara definitely needs a better friend.
Oh no! Bea lost the Rosetta’s box and blamed Ellie. I can understand emotions running high and Bea wanting to find out, but she was rash in totally jumping down Ellie’s throat. But then, my first thought was that Ellie did it. LOLOL!!! I wouldn’t have suspected Kara. She shouldn’t have done it, but I understand why. The entire family is so hell-bent on protecting an sheltering her, so no way would Bea have volunteered any info, even if Kara wasn’t a minor. I think if Bea had her way, she’d keep Kara in a bubble until the poor girl was forty.
Ugh, I always hated High School, and Kara’s day at school totally reinforced that hatred. It’s awful to be “different.” Everyone looks down their nose at you, and you feel like a damned specimen under a microscope. And then, there’s Sibley, who I DO NOT like one little bit. She’s a manipulator and a total skank…and I hope she gets knocked up, contracts scabies and gonorrhea, and ends up prematurely fat with chronic heartburn and acid reflux. Ugh…that girl! LOLOL!!!
Hehehe! Am I evil or what? 😀
Yes! Bea wasted no time deciding who did it. I figured most everyone would think it was Ellie who took it. lol But it’s Kara’s now. And, it will be coming back. 😀 😀
My sophomore year was like what you describe. We’d just moved again and I wasn’t feeling it. LOLOL But my junior and senior years, I met a great bunch of friends. And, years later, I married one of them. We still hang with them and it’s so much fun.
I love your plans for Sibley! You have the kind of imagination that is good for writing! LOL
I’m actually surprised she took the box, but I guess overhearing something as serious as that would raise some curiosity to a teenager. I still want to know what’s in the box!!! 😀
I feel really bad for Kara. I know what it’s like not being able approach people, but at the same time, having that desire for someone to approach you. I was her once. I hope Sibley is a true friend to her, but something tells me that she isn’t…
Thank you so much 🙂 I think Kara thinks she’s protecting her mother by hiding it. I’m so sorry I had to put the box off a little bit. I got too ambitious. But, you will definitely know what it’s all about.
I’m so glad Kara is relatable. I was that girl, too. I moved around a lot as a kid, and it became harder with each move to make friends.
I think you might be on the right track with Sibley. But let’s hope Kara figures it out.
I liked the part about the baboon
LOL Thank you so much. 🙂 I’m glad you liked that. I hope it put a smile on your face.
well if i’m remembering right 9 i read it on my kindle which the battery is now dead so late reply) she called herself one . chracters who poke fun at themselves is uncommon .
Yes, you’re right about that. 🙂 That’s an interesting point you make. Thank you.
the 9 is cause i’m in the dark
No worries 🙂
On no, Kara took the box?! So the mystery solving has been postponed for at least one generation later?! Oh, you evil writer! Lol! 😛 I can understand Kara’s thinking, but I really hope Bea will never find out!
Hmmm seems like Andy and Joey like the same girl. Oh, dear. And I’m not sure of her character yet, so I’m afraid she’ll string both of them along. Let’s hope not!
That last part cracked me up, lmaoo!! 😂 Well, I don’t think Kara has choice. I mean, the legacy needs to carry on! 😉
Thank you so much 🙂 Yes, Kara took it all right. It’s a small postponement since we only have a few chapters left of this generation. I’m so sorry for being so evil. 😀
Andy and Joey do like the same girl. But, is she worthy of either of them? More on that soon.
LOLOL Wait till Kara finds out about the legacy! Oh, my goodness! haha
I hope nothing sinister happens because of that darn box…. Hmm I don’t like Sibly. She seems like the type to pretend to be Kara’s friend, then embarrass her in front of the whole school. That’d be terrible for her confidence! Hopefully her brothers will still have her back.
Thank you, Raymond 🙂 I don’t blame you for not liking Sibley since she didn’t really give off the best vibe. I think you have her figured out, but hopefully, Kara can avoid too much embarrassment. We definitely see soon. I think her brothers will definitely have her back.
Why do the boys always go for someone like Sibley? And not for someone more interesting? Ah, life.
I hope the box and its contents don’t actually do Kara any harm.
Right? I know what you mean. I’m sure there are plenty of nicer girls around them. Sibley knows how to play it, I reckon.
Let’s hope Kara figures out how to best handle the box’s contents and that she doesn’t get hurt.
I had a feeling that Kara was behind the disappearance of the box. I’m curious to know how that will come into play later!
A little sibling rivalry going on between Joey and Andy over this girl Sibley? And a possibly jealous Teagan? Teagan is beautiful and has nothing to be jealous of. I don’t trust this Sibley girl AT ALL. I really hope she doesn’t run her mouth and tell people at school about how she thinks Kara is weird and knew nothing about sex. I don’t think either of her brothers would stand for that though, so if she wants to keep their attention bullying their sister would not be the way to go. Still don’t like her though lol.
Yes! It was Kara! lol All I can say is that it will definitely be solved. 😀
Yes, on all accounts. haha I’m glad you think Teagan is beautiful. The boys probably don’t give her a second thought because they grew up with her so closely. But I get what you’re saying about Sibley. Let’s hope she keeps her promise to Kara by keeping her mouth shut. I think you’re right that the boys would never put up with her treating their sister badly.
Congratulations, and thank you so much for the nomination!
Ooo newness on the blog too, nice background!
Aww, I think it’s sweet that Kara took the box with her mum’s best interests at heart. An interesting jump forward a year, and it’s good most have been getting on okay at that time, but my heart ached for Kara at school and not making friends. Sibley seems… I don’t know, but I find her a little unnerving, not to be trusted perhaps. I’m curious how things develop with her!
On a side note, I’ve never seen ducks have sex. Can’t say I’d ever thought about it before, but that must be pretty challenging, logistically speaking 😂xx
Thank you, Caz 🙂 Yes! Things are looking different, aren’t they? 😀 I’m so glad you like it. I changed the colors again because I wanted something a little brighter. I had a few people tell me that my last color scheme was a bit too bright for their eyes.
I’m glad you thought it was sweet and aren’t mad at me that Bea hadn’t figured anything else out yet. My heart aches for Kara, too, but hopefully, she’ll get over this little hump in the road soon. I think you have a good point about Sibley and how she might not be someone to trust.
LOL @ the ducks having sex. I actually saw ducks do that at a pond when I was a kid but I knew what they were doing. haha xo
So, Kara took the box… And she’s getting sex ed, too, oh my!
And yet, the contents of the box are still in the house… I’m sure it’s not the end of it yet, then. I’m so, so curious to see what you do with this next!
Andrew and Joey have fallen for the same girl. Poor boys. I don’t think she’s good news. She reminds me a bit of Chrissy in that she spells trouble.
Is Reagan’s hair gray? I gather she could have inherited it from her father in game, but what is the story reasoning? Did she dye it?
I do wonder about the house they passed on the way. So many mysteries…
Thank you, Jowita ❤ No, this isn’t the end of they mystery at all. It only means Bea will not be figuring this one out.
Ooooh, yes, I hadn’t compared Sibley to Chrissy, but, yes, she seems manipulative like her.
I’m not sure what you mean by gray hair but I’d be happy to find out. 😀 😀
Yes, the mysteries abound. 🙂 I promise, though, there is a method to the madness. hahaha
I said Reagan instead of Teagan, oh my, that’s my dictionary getting used to Audrey’s story, haha. I meant that in some shots it looked like her hair was a gray color.
Oh, yes, we have Reagan and Teagan. LOLOL Teagan’s hair is supposed to be black, but I bet the lighting messes with it. lol
curiouser and curiouser … what on earth is in that box
Thank you, Lisa. 🙂 I sure wish I could tell you. I promise, it will be solved. 😀
It is coming .. I know … it is coming!
I definitely is! 😲😁
I’m glad Kara took the box.
Wow! Teagan looks more like Karen than I thought she would! Cute! Both of Bea’s boys are cute. Dang. She’s got three teens now lol.
Oh lord she learned about sex from a friend?! Poor thing LOL. Oy. She’s gonna ruin our innocent boys lol.
Thank you, Jess 🙂 You are? I must know why! 😀
You’re right! I didn’t realize till now how much Teagan looks like Karen. I thought the boys turned out pretty good, too. 😀
Yeah, this girl is something else. lol And, Kara is a little bit horrified. LOL
I don’t see anything good coming from this box, and the others are right. It’s trouble. Bea doesn’t need a distraction right now. Just because the kids are getting along now doesn’t mean she can afford to be distracted. She has THREE teens now, for goodness sakes! She needs to be on her A-game.
You are sooo right! Not to mention if the contents are dangerous as Kara supposes, Bea has no business delving into this. If something were to happen to her, her husband and children would be devastated.
Yep and yep
Yep yep yep. 😀
We are a product of our life’s experiences, good and bad. I’m not at all surprised Kara took the box, considering her upbringing. Even though her father was a terrible parent, that fear and loss of losing him would transfer to the possibility of losing the family she currently has, especially since she is now getting a good foot hold in the world. When I read the chapter during edit, my first thought was Andy, but it made complete sense it was her.
Speaking of life’s experiences…….. seems like there are still some unresolved issues between mom and daughter after that tiff over the box.
Joey is a cutie like his big brother. I also want to say I’m so happy you never tried to change Perry at all, leaving him at the size he has always been.
Thank you, Bee 🙂 Oh, you thought it might be Andy. I like hearing alternatives like that. I’m glad it makes sense that it was Kara. You’re right that she has a fear of losing the family she finally has. This box seemed like nothing but danger to her.
You mean Ellie and Bea? Oh, yeah. I think it was natural Bea would suppose Ellie took the box. But she definitely should not have accused her the way she did. I think Ellie deserves the benefit of a doubt where this is concerned.
I’m so glad you’re so glad. 😀 Perry is who he is and I love him like that. I think if he tried to thin out, he might become someone I don’t know anymore. If he’s comfortable, everyone else should be, too. Andrew has a bit of dad’s weight as well.
Andy looks good the size he is. It looks natural
I thought it looked good on him, too.
Ah, poor Kara! She will need all the strength and resilience she can muster, plus plenty of time in nature!
Thank you, CT 🙂 You’re right about that. I think maybe she’ll be okay if she can keep moving forward despite any setbacks.
Who was that hairy dude in the background of the picture with Teagan? What a thing for Kara to take on hiding all that stuff and chucking the box! I have felt like Kara at school. I appear extrovert, but am really very shy. I overcome it by always be the first to arrive at an event and/or the last. To be first, means I meet people one at a time, to be last is to disappear in the crowd and not be noticed. And, I totally agree with audryfld.
Thank you, Jolie 🙂 Oh, that hairy dude is Teagan’s dad, Karen’s husband. hahaha He needs to clean up! lol
I agree that Kara has taken on something with the box she knows nothing about.
Those are such good points about overcoming shyness! I never thought of being first or last for those reasons, but I bet it works really well!
It works for me anyway. My son is worse than I am, bless his heart.
Awww…. ❤
I’ve had that happen–lose something you’re sure was stolen. Good story, Kymber.
Thanks so much, Jacqui 🙂 That’s happened to me, too. I’m glad you like the story.
It may as well have been you, oh evil author, who took that box to draw the mystery out and keep us coming back. 😛 Well don’t worry, I’ll still read once I learn what it’s all about, so you can tell me – go on, you know you want to. 😉
Seems the teens have a bit of a love triangle going between them. 😛 And poor Kara – they *probably* should have given her some sex ed at the youth centre. x) At least she’s learning now, even though she’s not entirely on board with that kind of thing. 😛
Great chapter as always, Kym. <3
Thank you, Louise 🙂 Yes, it was really me. #sosorry :'( 😀 I’m soooo tempted to tell you everything! 😀
Yes, there is that. Joey and Andrew will hopefully resolve that without coming to blows. haha You’re right about Kara and the center. How embarrassing for her to find out this way.
Ohhh. Kara took it. 😱😱😱. Wow. Trying to protect her mother. 😢😢😢 Dang it Kymber…inquiring minds want to know!
I felt so bad for Kara at school. No one wanted her and she didn’t want anyone. Lose lose. Hopefully she’ll slowly get better. So, both boys have the hots for Sibley. And she knows it. Poor Kara, she’s only being her friend to get close to the boys. And what a way to find out about sex. Ugh. But how many of us actually found out that way! 😂😂😂.
And I wonder about the ‘rich snooty’ family. It appears maybe the boy is blind? That’s the vibe I got. But I bet somehow he and Kara become friends….both ‘outcasts’ but in different ways. Teagan is beautiful!
Thank you, Audrey 🙂 I know, I know. I’m hiding today so no one can strangle me for prolonging this. lol
I think Kara will find her place when everything isn’t so new. I promise next gen is going to be much happier. lol And, yeah, I found out from the neighbor girl. hahaha 😂
You just might be on the right track with the rich snooty family and the boy. Kara might find out her life isn’t as bad as she thought. 🙂