Chapter 11

Nicola shrugged her shoulders,and her brown ponytail began to swing high on the back of her head as she shook her head.

“A frustrating day at work,”she huffed.

I leaned forward and patted the edge of the bed.“Come sit.Tell me all about it.”

She may have been my legal guardian,but Nicola and I were more like sisters.She tried not to baby me because,well,I wasn’t actually her daughter.What mattered was she was my mum when it counted;when I fell over as a kid and grazed my knee or the time I broke my arm falling off the monkey bars when I was eight.

She only needed to say one name for me to know exactly why she’d had a rough day.“Doctor Lawson.”