NATALIE

“ It’s your Mom. ” Anne informs me from over the kitchen.

I look over my shoulder and find her holding the phone at some distance from her ear while she informs me about my mother’s call.

“ She wants me to come home? ” I question from the living room.

“ Yes. ” Anne nods her head.

Her eyes tell another story. She doesn’t want me to go back to that house.

“ Okay. Tell her I am coming. ” I turn back around and face Giana who is sitting on the sofa opposite mine.

“ We will drop her off in h