"Mom, don't you find it strange that Ella hasn't returned home or even called?" I ask my mom who suddenly started staring at me like I had grown another head.
"Why are you staring at me like that?" I ask sharply to snap her out of her trance.
"Well sweetie, you surprised me with that question. It's like the first time you've ever asked about your sister." She says and I immediately laugh at her reaction.
"Don't get it twisted mom, I'm not asking because I care. You and I know that if it were up to me, she would have never been born n the first place and I wouldn't have to carry the cross of having an identical good for nothing out there doing God knows what!" I sneer peevishly, recalling the incident at the cafe parking lot.