“What are you playing?”  I asked watching over her shoulder.  

“Smash Cops.”  She said.  She was in full concentration mode.

“Sounds fun.”  I scoffed half sarcastically.  Smash cops.  Hmm interesting game, I think I can relate.

“Your the cop in the game.”  Ky said bursting my bubble.

“Sounds boring then.”  I shot back laying my head on the couch back.  

“So what are you doing here, where’s Spencer?”  Ky asked.  It wasn’t in a mean way or anything close but now that I think about I haven’t really talked to my sister since I reunited with my blonde.  And a lot of whats troubling me involves Kyla.  

“She’s practicing her hula.”  I said with a grin.  Kyla used to take with us.  Her and Maddy.  There was a little chuckle on her side before all was quiet again.  “How are you?”  I asked in a softer more sisterly tone.

Kyla set her game down and I watched as her car crashed into a trash can.  She didn’t even flinch just pressed the round home button and set the device to sleep.

“I’m good.  Or as good as can be when the possibility that our bitch of a mother may be reentering our lives.”  She said spitefully.  Her face showed all the hurt and fear in her words.  

I placed a comforting hand on her back.  “We’ll through this.  I won’t let her hurt you, or me.”

“I know.”  Kyla said to the iPad.  She refused to look up at me and I got the feeling that something else was bothering her.

“Kyla I know that reaction.  Whats eating you?”  I asked getting lower so that she’d have to look at me.

“I wanna tell the truth.”  She said softly.  I had to guess what she said but I’m pretty sure I heard right.  I’m also pretty sure I know what she means.

“About our mom or everything?”  I asked.  It was my turn to keep my head down and ask questions to the floor boards.

“Everything?”  She said tentatively.  It was more of a question than a statement.  She was probably scared I’d over react or something to that sort.