Chapter 6 Little Princess
I saw the anger on Dexter’s face turn into a smile as he lay back on the sofa.
I knew why.
It was almost time for our non–blood–related sister to finish school.
When I was in elementary school, my little sister came to live with us.
She was said to look like our late mother.
That was why Dexter was always nice to her.
I often wondered if things would be better if I had been more like
my
mother.
