Tattle Tales

The day was still early for her, the sun was shining brightly with almost no chance of rain that day, it was the perfect weather for Cassandra, but it seemed that even she didn't get a chance to admire that day. 

As she entered the kitchen, her mother looked her in the eyes with that serious look of hers and crossed her arms. "You're going to be late at this point Cassandra, I don't think that you even want to work, is that what you want?" Her mother suddenly asked with a serious look on her face, even Amaia was starting to wonder what was going on with her daughter.

She had been noticing a change of mood and attitude with Cassandra over the past few days, and that was when she started to ponder on the reasons why her daughter suddenly changed.