This is another excerpt from the second novel in The Morrow Girls Series. I hope you enjoy it!
At fifteen years old, Mia had her mother’s glorious shape and fair complexion. She was already a chip off the old block, not that she would ever admit it.
“I’m nothing like her! She’s a fucking jailbird.”
My niece wasn’t in the habit of biting her words even as she spoke to my eldest sister, her guardian and benefactor. With both eyes closed, Nikki exhaled slowly instead of reprimanding the teenager for her vile language.