#Chapter 161: Recognition and Resistance

Almara’s Pov “That was productive!” My father says, clicking his seatbelt. We’re back in the car and this trip home is already proving itself to be an odd one. “It was.” I agree. We signed a three-week contract where I can drop Grace off as need be and pick her up on my own time as long as it’s not after 6pm- which won’t be a problem. It was a great deal and not only with Grace be introduced to cubs her age, but she’ll get a jump start on the learning she’ll be doing in her advanced class back home anyways. Even Grace seemed like she didn’t want to leave the place after our quick forty minute visit. “This way if you’re father and I are at work and you want some time to yourself this is a great back up plan.” My mother says for the second time. “Being a single mom is hard work.” She adds and I cock my head. “But, I’m not a single mom.” I tell her, struggling to keep the suspicion out of my voice. “Of course not,” my mother quickly adds. “I just meant for the time being.” I decid