"Good morning stepmother."
She bowed her head but looked up only to see her stepmother's disgust. She clenched her fists which she hid in the sleeves of her jumper.
"You can go to your room till we finish, as usual, when we are done then you can come and clear the dishes."
April gladly left the dining room and returned to her bedroom. She listened at the door and heard some voices, it was her father.
"April not, here again, I don't know what to do with her. Last few years I see her less and less."
"Leave her she is just a young girl who likes her space. She will come round in a few years. Unfortunately, she doesn't see me as a mother, as I do her like a daughter. It's my fault."
"Don't blame yourself, it's as you said a teenage girls phase. She will pull through, we just need to be patient with her."
"Which reminds me she has finished college now."
"Yes, what gift were you thinking. Maybe a car would do?"
