Bab 124: FCUK YOU!

A little girl was running toward her mother while holding a big fat yellow cat in her small arms. "Mommy! Look!" She raised the cat, but it struggled to be free from her. "Yellow cat!" she said happily, showing it to her mother like a trophy.

"Put it down River, we will leave now," Lise said to her daughter, as she took the cat from her hands and grabbed her wrist.

"We will leave again?" she protested, pouting her lips. Her short curly, brown hair fluttered in the wind, as her mother dragged her away to their car. They were ready to go now.

She was only an eight years old little girl, but she had traveled a lot for as long as she could remember and not only that, no matter how much she complained about it and asked why they constantly moved from one city to another, her mother wouldn't tell her.