Page 10 of My best friends little sister

I'm in the kitchen with angel making dinner, angel is sat on the edge of the counter watching me make pizza dough while eating all the tomatoes.

''Sweetheart save some tomatoes for the sauce'' she slowly pushes the box towards me as if to stop herself eating more and I laugh ''I'm sorry theyre just so good'' I grab a small handful and place them in front of her before closing the lid and moving it across the counter

The look on her face was clear shock, as if she wasn't expecting that from me, clearly not realising the dangers of the life I live ''what about your mother? What is she like'' I can feel the pain in my chest as I recall my childhood