Standing Her Ground

At the Sinclair estate, Brenda, idle and bored, pulled Gia into the sitting room for a chat.

Gia sat stiffly, her mind screaming with resistance. She hated conversations with elders, especially ones that pretended to be friendly but were just long-winded ways of showing off.

She'd much rather be outside, pruning the garden with shears, than trapped here listening to Brenda talk about her perfect l