Larissa's POV
I sat with the dogs lost in thought. Something doesn't seem right about Jenna. I heard her walk past my room two nights ago. I knew that it was her because she is the only room after me.
"Do you think I should tell, Mom?" I asked the dogs as they licked my hands.
I picked up their ball and threw it while they followed after it. I stood to my feet and waited for one of them to bring it back.
We played for a while then I got hungry and chose to go back to the house. I used the kitchen door and entered, to my surprise Jenna was there.
"Good afternoon, Miss Jenna." I greeted respectfully. My father always taught me to be respectful to elders.
"How are you doing, Larissa?"
"I'm doing just fine, Ma'am." I walked to the fridge and got a piece of cake that Mom has made.
I've made up my mind to start calling Zoe, Mom. She has been a mother to me for so long.
