Bab 24: Always the white lotus.

There was laughter coming from inside the house, cheerful laughter. The strong smell of turkey meatloaf had escaped through the front door and made it outside. Phoebe smelled it before turning the lock to let herself into the house. 

If she needed further proof that Ruth was there, in the house, this was it. Turkey meatloaf was one of Ruth's favorite meals, one that her mother had signed up for a cooking class to learn. 

Phoebe swallowed her anger and took a deep breath before going in. Her anger was because of the obvious favoritism her parents displayed for Ruth over her. They always believed Ruth and even cooked her favorite food. 

Meanwhile, she was forbidden from visiting the Mayfair's because their two families belonged to different classes and her father didn't want her embarrassing them in front of the rich people. 

She adjusted her thoughts and stepped inside.

"I am home."