Her Momma makes it better

     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 child safety locks on cupboards, doorway stoppers and locks on 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.

When she got upstairs she found that her mother was crying, what's a matter momma? Her mother took a few moments trying to clear her throat as if her tears had taken every drop of water inside her. There going to take Shama! she shrieked "There going to take Shama?"Huffy repeated solemnly.  She barely knew the baby's name but on the preface that it reminded her of a famous whale. She had no idea what the baby meant to her mother, except another face to feed, another face to give her famous Redford too. Her mother bawling this time, tipped over the side of the bed, like a ship hitting an iceberg, and Huffy watched, dabbing her eyes viciously hoping that she wouldn't cry as well.