Mommy dearest
First thing you come to know when you meet 'Mother' Lily Monteverde is her laugh.
It's loud. It's raucous. It's her head tilting back, wide mouth opening wider, and that voice-- a little low, a lot rough, barking out a sound that's half-aggressive half-accepting of the absurdity of the world. Sound of a woman who holds nothing back when she laughs, same way she holds nothing back when giving her opinion or judgment or whatever needs expressing at the moment. It's the sound of a queen on her throne, ruling her little fiefdom with lively and inimitable style.
