Surrogate mother
There was silence in the nursery for some moments after Angela spoke. Even the twins were quiet, as though they had been listening to what their ‘self-proclaimed’ surrogate mother had been saying and were just as dumbfounded as the other two adults in the room. Ryan broke the silence by bursting into loud, raucous laughter that had Taylor staring up at him in surprise.
“You’re such a clown.” He told Angela at last, wondering why he even bothered to put up with her shit.
“I know what I’m saying. Did you think I was lying when I told you that I raised my younger ones myself? Our mother was, and still is a crack head, who does not know who the different fathers of her kids are, talk more of being bothered to take care of them. I raised two kids at the age of nine, or even three, if you consider the fact that I practically raised myself too.” Angela said, narrowing her eyes at Ryan.