Continuation7 of Her Momma makes it better
Steadily making her way up the stairs, she twisted
the doors handle only to notice it wouldn't budge. It must have been
locked by father last night, she thought. Her father baby- proofed
the house two months ago on the onset of Huffy's newest foster baby, Shama,
coming to live with them. The whole house had safety measures in place
from gates that bridged off every entry way to all rooms in the house, to white
safety on cupboards doors and basically every hinge in
the home. Huffy hit the door in anger then realized her mistake, and
covered her hand over the place she hit, walking down the stairs at the same
steady place, meticulously placing her feet so as to not hit the creaky floor
boards beneath her. If there was one thing she knew how to do, it was to
make herself invisible and in this case unheard. She took a chair and
made her way up out of the house from
the window well.
