Chapter 12

"Britney, can you make us something to eat?" Noah asked. Britney didn't even move from the bed. "It's already so late. Didn't Regina make you breakfast? Can't you just wait until morning?" "But we're really hungry, Britney. Do you even care about us? If you don't, we're going to tell Dad!" Simon whined, gripping Noah's shirt. The boys only wanted Britney to cook for them, but her face darkened instantly. She stood and strode toward them. Simon thought maybe his words had worked and tried to smile, but Britney raised her hand and slapped him hard across the face. Noah jumped back in shock and shouted, "Britney, why'd you hit him?" Before he could react, Britney turned and slapped Noah, too. Both kids' cheeks quickly turned red and swollen. Their skin was delicate. Even though Britney was a woman, her slaps left visible welts. Tears filled their eyes, but Britney just stared at them coldly. "If you two ever run your mouths to Calvin, not having dinner will be the least of your pr