ESTRELLA'S POV
TWO YEARS AGO: SILVER PACK
“Mother, can I go out with my friends? There's a new movie playing downtown.“ I asked with fear in my heart.
She looked up from her knitting and gave me a smoldering look.
“Estrella Silver.“
“Yes, Luna.“ Anytime she addresses me by my full name, I automatically revert back to calling her by her title.
“You messed up a stitch in the sweater you knitted yesterday, and you think it's okay for you to go floundering around town with your friends?“
“I'm sorry, Luna.“
“Your hair is unpacked. When last did you comb that thing on your head?'
“It was the air, Luna.“
“You don't see me walking around with messy hair now, do you?“
“No, Luna.“
“I am sitting in the air, no?“
“Yes, you are, Luna.“
“Now get away from me before I shave you bald.“
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