Not inconspicuous catgirls So, I'm gonna talk about mothers. My mother is dead. I watched her die nine days after I turned six. Then, *counts on fingers* november, december, january, february, march, april,*stops counting* Yeah, about six months later, I got a "wicked" stepmother. I recommended she read White Oleander by Janet Fitch after I … Continue reading Hera: On Fighting Mothers’ Battles →