Kimberly’s POV “Are you sure you’re okay now?” Mum asked me again, and I rolled my eyes gently. “I’ve never been better, Mum. I can go to school myself.” “I did not say you can’t go. But the fact that you want to ride that bike is what is worrying me again. I don’t like seeing you on that thing.” She said the last part with disdain, and I scoffed. “Come on now. You should have gotten used to seeing me on my bike by now.” I said to her, She’s always had this jeer against my bike. When I was rebellious, I made sure to get her father to get off my bike. And they somehow got used to me riding it. “Well, forgive me if I have not gotten used to it. The thing is the devil’s spawn. I can always take you to school.” She said it sincerely, even though I know she did not really mean it, since she was busy as hell. “I know you can’t. You’re busy with work. And speaking of work hours, do you guys have something you want to talk to me about?” I asked them again, and I saw the way she froze.
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