Third POV
"And what are you getting at with that? You should just stay in your position as the poor one in the family and get off my back. Once in a while when I have spare change, I'll always had it to you. I love helping the needy." Melissa got up, "mother I'm leaving already--" she paused, seeing Desdra laughing like a mad woman. Not that she was surprised anyway, Desdra had always acted strange.
"Just like you aren't too sure if Derek, my idiot brother, is the father of Nina, guess what? None of us are certain about Tara's son too. Derek must be the father, did you see their resemblance??"
Immediately, Melissa fell back to the couch like an invisible rope had just pulled her backwards. Desdra laughed out even louder.