Narspicious

  "Have you even listened to yourself?? Do you even have any idea what the hell you're on about??" Summer darted around her room, flinging her clothes from her wardrobe. She spun around and looked to her mother, April - the woman who had always defied her. The woman who had never given her any flexibility. She was 18 now damn it; and perfectly capable of going off into the world on her own.   "Yes, mum," Summer replied eventually, gritting her teeth. "Yes I do know what I'm on about. And I'm still going!" While April gave an exasperated sigh, and rasped to find another objection, Summer continued to delve into her wardr