Walking through the office my mood was stormy, I felt ready to rip someone's head off. So, when I walked into my office and saw my mother sitting there, I was not impressed. She sat up straight like the lady she was, everything about her was perfect. Perfect hair, perfect clothes, perfect make-up. If only people knew how messed up she really was. If only others had seen her when she drank too much, how her eyes would go evil. How her tongue would be like a bull's whip to the heart, with how harsh her words could be. Of course, that was only ever in private.
" I am not in the mood today mother" I huffed, walking to the coffee tray Sandra always had prepared for me. I poured myself a coffee. No milk, no sugar.
" Your behavior yesterday was embarrassing, Tanner " she scolded. I rolled my
