Chapter 1

She looked in the big glass mirror on the dresser as she brushed out her brunette knew that she was partly to blame, maybe if she had cared more they wouldnt have turned out like this. The temper tamtrums,the bad attitude, the lack of respect they had for her. She knew, She knew deep down it was her fault.

She thought of Savannah, her oldest, who she clashed with often, she was cold and icy just like connie. She had Connie's eyes but long auburn hair something which she had inherited of her good for nothing cared for one thing, Grace. Connie knew that savannah had cared for grace more than she had which was probably why she was so mature for eleven because she thought her mother didn't care. It wasn't that Connie didn't care, work was just the biggest priorityin Connie's eyes.

Her thoughts then turned to grace, sweet innocent Gracie who because of her selfish ways was no longer like that. Her dark flutering eyes and brunette hair made her the perfect mix of Sam and Connie. At only nine she was short tempered and full of attitude, yet again Connie could only blame her self because she had not beenthere when Grace needed her most.

Connie zoned out of her thoughts, stood up, grabbed her heels and walked downstairs

"Girls we're leaving" She shouted up the stairs.

The girls made there way down stairs Grace happy to be spending the day with her mum and Savannah with the same cold expression she always had when she was around her mum. The girls grabbed their jackets and bags then headed out to the car. Connie locked thefront door then went to the car she got in shut the door and they headed to the hospital.