Not My Own

“Kiera! Why didn’t you just wait for me to park the car? You could have been injured, you know?” She admonished wide eyed.

“I just didn’t want you to get stuck amongst the cars trying to leave. C’mon, I’m ready to be done with this day.” I rolled down the window on my side and stared at nothing in particular.

“Okayy?” She drawled out but she did turn the car so we could leave the walls of the school behind. “How was your first day at school? The monsters did not trouble you too much did they?” She broke the silence some twenty minutes later.

“It's whatever.” There was a strange burning sensation in my stomach. “How was your first day at the house?”

“It was whatever.” She replied with a wink.

The burning intensified, even spreading. “Did the painter come over?” We’d thrown out all the burnt things in the shop and the painter was supposed to come today, and so was the plumber.

“Yes and the plumber. Gracie was real helpful too.”