Gloating.

Claire

I didn't realize that I had slept for so long as I turned on my bed to look outside the window and saw how dark it was. I stretched my hands towards the drawer at the top right of my bed and checked the time on the watch, sitting pretty on it. The time was 6:45 pm. Evie and Scott had stopped making noise, and it was quiet in the house. Their sound had almost driven me mad and I didn't know when the sleep crawled in.

I planned to avoid father at all costs.

"Claire!!!" Father called. I guess my plan was short-lived. What was this call about? Father had never had to call me like this in a long time. The last time this happened was when he wanted to announce to me that he planned on remarrying and he had gotten a bride already. That was the next worst news I received since my mother passed.

Had I not done the chores? Or was it the cooking? Nah, that was Becky's job. I took off my bed cover and went downstairs to the living room to meet dad. He had gone to his office, so I went th