Kimberly lay on her back, her head falling down off the end of the new divan bed. From this angle she could survey her new room whilst still sulking. Her father passed the slightly opened door, she knew he had glimpsed inside to see if his hot headed daughter, had come to her senses. But, she would never understand, so he would be a long time waiting! Reaching 18 was a milestone. Adult time. But for Kimberley she felt more like a lost child. After years of having her dad all to herself, sharing her part time mum with a weak willed stepdad, she did not plan for a new full time step mum, and a tiny all consuming baby brother. Although she couldn’t hold James responsible, and to be fair he was quite cute, she enjoyed her daily cuddles. But when he took over her large Victorian bedroom, together with an antique wooden cot, beautiful carved wardrobe and matching chest of drawers, she was not happy. He is tiny, she had argued he does not need such a huge room. You promised me when we left o