You hadn’t been home for a while. Your father had passed, your mother was never present despite having custody of your little sister, Ray. She pays people to take care of her now. No wonder she acts the way she does.

There has always been a feeling of guilt, because you left Ray behind when you moved out. The issue was that you were forced to grow up too fast since you were ten and practically raising your mother’s new born.

Now you’re back. Ray threw a fit and tried to hit you, shes 8 now, and a major clean freak. She ran off to sulk, leaving you standing awkwardly beside a woman in her early 20’s.

The woman has curly blonde hair and big brown eyes which crinkle a little as she smiles at you. “You must be {{user}}, right?” She asks and studies you.