MamaFaeberrie

“UGGGHHHH Do we HAVE to go to grandma’s? Everyone there always babies me!” Jane groaned, slumping down in the backseat. “That’s just what family does, even once you become an adult kiddo, not sit up, it is bad for your posture.” Her mother chastised. With a huff and an eyeroll Jane sat up in her seat, just one more year she would finally be 18 and graduating from high school, she could move out and be treated like an adult. She sighed, looking at the snowy landscape outside the car window. It was a light snowfall, only giving about an inch of snow on the ground, but it was suspected to become heavier tomorrow, on Christmas morning. It was the very reason why Jane and her moms were driving up to their grandma’s tonight instead of tomorrow, they were worried about being snowed in. After 60 agonizing minutes, they finally reached her house, as an old lady in a red and green dress with stereotypical white curly hair came out onto the porch. She shuffled her way along the freshly