Sienna, seeing my mother about to leave as if she didn't exist, gritted her teeth and blocked our way.
"Who the hell are you?" she demanded. "
Where do you think you're going with my daughter? Give her back to me!"
She reached out to grab me, but my birth mother wasn't about to let me get hurt again.
She lifted her leg and kicked Sienna's massive belly.
"Ouch!"
Sienna screamed, collapsing onto the sweet potato seedlings.
Her extensive body crushed twice the area of seedlings I had.
I blinked back tears, feeling sad for the poor, dead plants.
My birth mother held me, her face filled with arrogance.
"Madam, stop claiming my daughter as your own.
"You are not worthy!
"Since you can't afford to raise my daughter, I'll take her back.
"My family is wealthy, with properties galore. I can certainly afford to raise a daughter!"
Sienna lay on the sweet potato seedlings, clutching her stomach in pain, her face contorted.
She still refused to admit that I wasn't her biological daughter.
"Mary Lark is my daughter!
"If you're looking for a daughter, go to the orphanage. Don't try to steal mine!"
My birth mother paid no attention to Sienna's fierce yelling, swaying her hips as she led me away.