All Sherry could work out of her voice was a “What?”
The hand moved from her hair to running along her jaw, “Tonight you’ll become a woman, honey. You don’t have to be afraid, I’ll be right here with you. I wanted that for you so bad and now I’m here. You’ll love it, my sweet, you’ll see. Oh, there will be just so much to teach you, so many new games you can play after tonight.”
Sherry’s spine hit absolute zero. Her mom was wrong, all kinds of wrong. It was like someone else was wearing her face. Twisting out of her disturbed mother’s embrace, Sherry bolted around the crouched impostor and speed down the hallway at top speed. She flew down the stairs three at a time.
What do you do when your parents go crazy, she asked herself. Dear god, why did no one ever cover this in school?
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