Chapter 2

"I heard that you stinker!" My mom accused me playfully while wagging her finger in my direction. I giggled my head off as she approached us. She kissed my father sweetly before lifting me off of his lap and balancing me on her hip. "You're getting far too big to be carried Evangeline. You need to stop growing." She murmured to me before blowing a raspberry against my cheek which caused my giggles to start up once again. I was just five then. The more time I spent with him in his office, the more I started to pick up on his habits, and his shit mouth as my mother has started to call it. Jasmine tea being one of them as I got older, eye rolling the other. That went over really well with my teachers in middle school. The tea wasn't something I liked the taste of at first, but over time it grew to be comforting as it reminded me of my father and the times we shared together. Taking the first sip of my prepared cup, I was disappointed when it did noth