MILDRED
I broke free from Marcella's grasp as we got to the living room.
Marcella's gaze momentarily widened at me and her cherry red painted lips crimped in disapproval, suggesting she was taken aback by my actions toward her.
But I would rather appear rude to one of Enid's friends than be caught dead on the spot. I couldn't risk my family recognizing me.
My gaze darted the entire living room in a futile attempt to glean the perfect spot to deck until I could figure out a getaway plan.
Time seemed to freeze as I vacillated between scurrying up the stairs or slipping behind the gigantic flower vase a few spaces away. The latter seemed to be the safest option.
I bolted straight away from the brooding family that bore nothing but pain and stealthily stood behind the gigantic flower va
