medea .

She just stared dumbfounded at her mother, and her grip tightened on the photograph. “Have you and da ever been faithful to each other?”

Noting her mother avoiding looking at her, she raised a brow. “Why would a man who doesn’t know me bring me a Christmas gift?”

Setting the albums aside, she stepped out with the photo on her hand and a deep frown on her face. “Who’s Lindsey?”

The teenager is sitting in her mother’s wardrobe, flicking through photo albums of her mother’s time in London clubs.

Stopping at a photo of her with a dark haired man with piercing blue eyes. Flipping it over, she noted the name and year on the back. “Mammy?” @sohoisms.bsky.social

Holding onto her neck, she giggled excitedly as they went upstairs. “Which one would da like?”

Grinning happily, she watched her mother examine it. “Not yet, mammy. Will you help me put it on first?” She asked as she held her arms up.

she’s bouncing into the kitchen with her new dres. “mammy, mammy. look what da got me!” @sohoisms.bsky.social

hugging her leg as she watched her pay for their ice creams. “who was that man, mammy?” @sohoisms.bsky.social

“daddy mad, wanted to help…” she whimpered between sobs as she hugged her mother’s neck.

clinging to her leg because daddy yelled at her. @sohoisms.bsky.social

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