I don't trust her

When we got to our hide out, we started to clean it up a little. But I had something nagging at me, so I called out "Ash?"

"Yes, darling?"

"I don't trust my step mother."

"Why do you say that?"

"Well, today I saw her picking colorias flowers."

"A what flower?"

"They're a type of flower that is poisonous to the touch. Even though she said she had no idea what kind of flower it was, I just can't believe her."

"Well, I never trusted her either, if that makes you any better. It is said that when I was born, and she tried to hold me I would start fussing. You see, even though she is my god mother, I wouldn't want to be within a ten mile radius of her."

"What's a god mother?" I asked, confused.

"If something were to happen to your parents, she would be the one to take care of you."

"Oh! That makes now."

Ash chuckled a little bit, then leaned in and kissed my forehead. "You amaze me, love."